She offers him the flower and he offers her a sad sort of grin, just thinking of the times he could have used little kind gestures like this during the past few years. There were people that tried; the occasional free meal from his favorite food cart. Occasional free drinks. It usually felt nice, whenever it happens.
Connor put his mind in a much better place than it had been in a long time, but little things like this usually help.
He takes the flower and lays it on his book, careful not to mess it up. "It's not that big a deal, really. The flower is nice, thank you." He doesn't know the meaning. Just that it's a sweet gift.
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She offers him the flower and he offers her a sad sort of grin, just thinking of the times he could have used little kind gestures like this during the past few years. There were people that tried; the occasional free meal from his favorite food cart. Occasional free drinks. It usually felt nice, whenever it happens.
Connor put his mind in a much better place than it had been in a long time, but little things like this usually help.
He takes the flower and lays it on his book, careful not to mess it up. "It's not that big a deal, really. The flower is nice, thank you." He doesn't know the meaning. Just that it's a sweet gift.