Fort drops the bouquet on the glass table of the sitting room as he picks is up the remote from the table-turning on the television. He then proceeds to adjust his sleeves, folding both hands up.
Soon he hears noise coming from upstairs making leave his left sleeve partly rolled up, pickup up the flowers in haste, just in time as Lola appears on the top of the stairs.
"Hey," Fort greets her with a bright smile as she walks down the stairs. Lola walks down with no emotion on her face as she steps on the last stair, walking over to the couch were Fort is standing.
"Is that for me?" Lola looks down at the flowers.
"Y-yeah." He stutters as stretching it forth.
"I am allergic to roses." Lola's face breaks out to a frown as she maintains eye contact with the nervous man before her.
"O-oh m
