Cynthia was doing some flower fortunes when Sumia walked into her tent early one morning.
"Hello, Cynthia!" Sumia greeted.
Cynthia was too distracted in the flower fortunes to even notice her mother walking in.
"…Let's see what the flower fortunes say today…" She muttered, clutching the dandelion in her hand. There were tons of petals scattered on the ground.
"Cynthia! What are you doing these flower fortunes for? " Sumia asked curiously, taking the flower from her. " You look like you haven't slept in days! And judging by the look of our tent, I'd say you've went through at least a hundred flowers!"
"Not one hundred, mother," Cynthia replied, snatching the flower back. "only about seventy or so."
"Oh gawds, why would anyone need that many? I don't even go through that much in one day."
"Um…" Cynthia muttered, blushing. "Well…I was kinda seeing if the person I…like would..er.."
Sumia squealed. "Aw, you have a crush on someone?" Sumia was hyper like Gaius after eating too much candy.
"You HAVE to tell me who it is," Sumia begged. "it must be someone special if you've been doing this many flower fortunes."
Cynthia started shifting side by side, nervously. She hesitated, then whispered, "Promise me you won't tell anyone?"
Sumia wrapped her pinky finger around Cynthia's. "I promise."
Cynthia peeked outside of the tent to check if anyone was around and whispered into her mother's right ear.
"I'm in love with Severa."
