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Hidan leans over the countertop and Ino nearly slaps him.
This asshole has been ordering flowers every week for six god damn months.
And it's always to a different woman.
What a dick.
Still she can't say any of that, so she gives him her most false smile. "What can I do for you today, sir?" She simpers, chanting curses in her head.
"Oh, I'd like a new bouquet today, something simple." His smile is smarmy and she hates it. "How about you put together something that you'd make for yourself?"
Oh, well then.
She'll take him at his word.
She whirls through the shop, picking flowers off tables and out of vases, working them together into a single posy. Asagao to show the briefness of his love, suitopi for the goodbye he will soon give her, suriijia for his immaturity. Finally, she finishes her creation off with ajisai to warn whichever woman receives this gift to beware of him and his changeable nature.
Hanakotoba isn't widely known, not in this day and age, but maybe she'll get lucky and this will get him the rejection he deserves.
"Here you are sir!" She slides them into a sturdy plastic vase - glass is too good for this guy - and pushes them across the counter. "And I hope you have a good day!"
"Well, that's kind of up to you," Hidan tilts his head mockingly and she grits her teeth. Why oh why are attractive assholes her type?!
"Me?" She raises her eyebrows enquiringly. "How so?"
"Well, the flowers are for you after all." Hidan gives her what he obviously thinks is a charming grin. "As is my Friday night... if you want it."
Why this....!
Patience tested one step too far, Ino does the only thing she can.
She upends the entire vase - water and all - over his head.