David was glad that Rose had returned to the store in a timely fashion. While she was gone he had received an order of 24 red roses to a home near by. This was a extravagant order the man had asked for the best roses and one of the most exquisite vases that they carried. It was an impressive testament. If it wasn’t valentines day he would assume that the guy had cheated on the ’Gloria’ but then again he tended to look down on relationships. He loved gardening but hated valentines day sadly they seemed to go together like cheese and crackers and hand and feet. Pulling the giant red bow tight he sneered at the thought of dating. The sad truth being the first and only women that he had ever loved had refused him. On several occasions in fact and rather harshly. “Hey Rose, I got one more for you to deliver and then you can be off for the day.” he smiled warmly the way he always did. Lifting the vase into a cardboard box he shifted it so that it was balanced and looked elegant. He was a Virgo which made him a sick perfectionist that even he couldn’t stand.

(I have no problem with people controlling David to keep things rolling if I am not around.)