#travers-iain

Deacon stepped into the flower shop in full uniform, only somewhat rushing to order flowers while he was on his lunch break. He wasn’t normally one to order flowers but he’d been feeling a little guilty about the way he’d reacted to Sydney’s costume at the Monster Mash and wanted to make it up to her. Delaney suggested flowers, and Deacon thought it was a good enough idea. “Hello,” he said as soon as he stepped inside, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. “I hate to do this to you, but I’m another one of those hopeless guys needin’ your expertise.”