Setting: Nursery back greenhouse, after all event guests leave. Lila and Elias tidy empty seedling pots and leftover flyers, the sun setting soft gold over the flower beds.
Elias stacks plastic plant trays into neat piles, speaking quietly over the calm hum of crickets starting to chirp outside.
Elias: Today turned out far better than I ever imagined it would, all thanks to your flyers and volunteer help. I honestly didn’t expect this many families to show up for the seedling giveaway.
Lila folds leftover flyers into a neat stack, smiling at the lingering colorful kid’s chalk drawings on the greenhouse sidewalk from the event.
Lila: The whole neighborhood loves your nursery, everyone jumped at the chance to bring home free seedlings for their kids. It’s wonderful seeing your hard work pay off like this today.
Elias pauses, leaning against a wooden workbench, opening up about his quiet daily stressors running the nursery alone.
Elias: Some days this shop feels like too much responsibility to carry by myself. It’s nice having a friend like you to step in and help out when things get overwhelming, I don’t have many people I can rely on this easily.
Lila’s heart swells with gentle, peaceful affection—she’s grateful just to be the person Elias trusts for support, no need for romantic love to make the moment meaningful.
Lila: Whenever you feel swamped with nursery work or community planning, I’m always free to come volunteer after my bookstore shift, no matter what day of the week it is. I’m happy to lighten your load however I can.
They finish cleaning up the greenhouse together as dusk settles over the nursery, chatting about simple, ordinary small joys—new book releases, upcoming spring flower blooms, favorite bakery treats downtown. Their conversation stays warm, platonic, and entirely free of awkward romantic tension, and Lila leaves the nursery feeling fully satisfied with their bond exactly as it is.