Bloom took a glance down at her ticket, they'd be seeing 'The Woodland System' a Celtic style band with some influences in Rock 'n Roll–Flora's choice of course.
It was a present offered in celebration of their 1 year anniversary. Bloom only saw fit that they'd celebrate by seeing, again, the band that bought them together in the first place.
She remembered the night clear as when it first occurred.
Bloom herself had already done her share of crowd surfing during the opening act, she'd managed to land herself pretty close to the front. But she hadn't really planned on staying for The Woodland System. She'd came for the first band–Woodland System wasn't her style.
It was a tap on the shoulder that held her in place.
A simple thing really—but that tap was really all it took.
The finger that found Bloom's shoulder belonged to that of (probably) the shortest girl she'd ever seen.
What was it that she said?
"Ummm…this is my favorite band…and I can't really, um, see them from…uh…down here. Can I maybe sit on your shoulders…or something?"
Bloom gave her a brimming smile, "If you tell me your name, I'd be happy to."
"I'm…my name is Flora." The girl's blush caught in the stage lights.
"Bloom." Bloom replied before letting the girl onto her shoulders. "This better?"
Flora grinned "Much."
By the end of the concert Bloom's back was completely shot…and she expected no different this time. In fact she was rather eager to relive the best night of her life.
It'd be another simple pleasure. Another short snippet of a moment in what Bloom knew would be a lifetime of she and Flora.