Hey so before reading this I would look at the pic up top, ok, enjoy!

Evan Hansen loved flowers. He was known for loving trees, and he did, but his true passion was flowers. He loved how each flower had its own unique color, and he had a knack for designing Bouquets.
Not only could he identify a flower by looking at it, he also could tell you what it symbolized, and a while bunch of random facts. So he considered it a dream come true when a local flower shop opened up near his house, (even if Jared made fun of him).
It wasn't ever super busy, (besides Valentine's Day and prom night), so he didn't have to do to much talking. Even then most of the orders were done online.
It was an ordinary day when suddenly the door flew open, almost breaking the little bell that rang when someone came in. A tall boy came in, he seemed to be angry. He briskly walked up to the counter and slammed a $20 bill on the table. Before Evan could say the rehearsed speech, "welcome to Carlos's flowers, how may I help you", the man suddenly spoke.
"How do I passive aggressively say fuck you in flower?" he asked. Evan stood there with his mouth wide open, untill he realized, this is what he has been waiting for. He cleared his throat.
" Ok so we'll need some Geraniums for stupidity" Evan began, grabbing a vase and different types of flowers. "Foxglove for insincerity, Meadowsweet for uselessness, Yellow Carnations for 'you have disappointed me', and lastly, Orange Lillies for hatred."
They both stood their admiring the bouquet. Suddenly Evan handed the the box of cards. "Here, just fill out a card and write the address and if will be delivered in 2-4 days." He took his sweet old time filling out the card. When he was finished, he handed two cards to Evan, who glanced down reading the first card.
"Jared Kleinman? I know him! What did he do this time?" The boy nervously smirked. "It's kind of a long story, I'd be happy to tell it over dinner, say... tomorrow night, 4 O'clock?"
Evan didn't trust himself to say anything, so he just nodded. "Cool, just text me your address or where you wanna meet" and with that he made his way to the door. Evan finally spoke. "Wait, I don't, I don't have, um, your number!"
The boy smiled at Evans blush, "check the second card" he called, walking out the door. Evan looked down, and read:
Text me,
410-666-4200
- Connor
Evan shook his head. Who knew his obsession with flowers and Jared's asshole personality would score him a date?

Ok this took forever, but yeah, let me know if you want a part 2, or comment suggestions below, thanks!
- VRM