She brings the rose up to her face to plant a kiss.
"What is the name of this species?"
THE JUDGE.
He's just standing there, watching her treat a flower with care. A sight like this and the compliment she gave, all made the brunet smile.
"I'm glad you do."
— 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘈
She takes off one glove and reaches out to gently touch the petals, almost petting them. The flower is soft and fresh, full of life still.
"I love it," quietly.
THE JUDGE.
He's holding one in his hands right now, a rose of a darker shade of red.
— 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘈
Show it.
THE JUDGE.
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He's got a rose, by the way. ✨
