this morning #2163.

this morning, the flowers she held in her hands were from a man who just didn’t get it. it was a beautiful bouquet & she respected the gesture but this was the third time that he’d sent her flowers this week. it was starting to get creepy. their first date had been really great but now he’s gone & mucked things up by trying far too hard. “flower bombing,” as her friends called it. she brought them to the kitchen. put them in her last remaining vase. brought them to the bathroom. placed them on a table next to the window. wondered how she was going to delicately tell him to chill with the flowers. recalibrate his approach. his overbearing manner wasn’t a deal breaker but it was definitely strike one. something to keep an eye on.