#sprau

its just gonna be called 1x!spr

or 1x!scriptliss

i made some concept designs ig

and yea

Warmth spreads across my shoulders after walking out of the shade of Dunbar Hall to my temporary home in Sprau.

The tenth floor lends to a feeling of peace. Windows encase: comfortable - sometimes broken - chairs and at least twenty people.

I among them; homework my company.

Tall and lanky, skin like chocolate, he steps out of the elevator, making the tenth floor his stage.

Animatedly talking with people he knows about something most men would find girly - a flower.

A specific flower - an unique orchid. Instead of a vibrant edged petal; the whole orchid is a pale pink and has a strong fragrance, instead of the barely there scent.

The enthusiasm with which he talks; enthralling. I hope for a chance to see the pale pink sorta orchid, but also dread the person-person interaction.

The happy man turns, smiling in my direction. We make brief eye contact, I reluctantly return the smile.

That was all the encouragement he needed. He ends the conversation with his friends, grabs the flower, and starts my way.

Hands me the flower, telling me why it smells stronger and isn’t a typical orchid color. He specifically bred for a more vibrant smell.