While buying flowers for my mother, I overheard a young woman arguing with a florist about how much a bouquet costs her. She looked confused and tense, so I secretly paid the difference. When she found out about this, she sincerely thanked me, explaining that the flowers were for her sick grandmother. A few months later, I accidentally met her at the same flower shop, she was with her family, and it was a pleasure to meet them all, and we've been friends ever since.
What am I doing here? I'm here to know a special woman for me. I accidentally came across this dating site, but I like it.
One story from a flower shop.
Jan 09, 2023
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