This douche bag was wearing a yellow and black striped hoodie with a tight looking GameBro t-shirt underneath, he wore gray jeans, and what the hell, two different colored shoes?

"What was with this guy?"

Eridan thought as his eyes were wide behind his thick black rimmed glasses as he looked down upon the man. Who was now gathering up his bouquet that was covered in glass shards.

"What the fuck athhole what ith your deal why don't you watch where you are going!"

Eridan realized that he knew this douchebag, he was just in the store for one, and secondly he has met this guy already. This was fef's fuckin' boyfriend that is why he looked so familiar. Why did he have to run into him here of all places and on Valentine's day of all the days.

Eridan sighed and looked at the obviously pissed off man. He offered a hand to him with an unamused expression.

"w-well excuse me i w-was just gettin' a breath of fresh air and some idiot in bicolored glasses ran right into me!"

He huffed and glared down at him. God he was annoying. It was like fef said countless times about him, she would just go on and on about him.

How cute he would look when he smiled. How she could get lost in his mismatched eyes behind the matching pair of shades that he was currently wearing

He could just hear her fucking voice already. All excited and hyperventilating as she would have to stop five times because she would giggle all to hell and talk to fast.

"oh my god eridan you have to meet sollux he is such a doll, he is so sweet and he listens to me and...and ….and ...and"

Ugh, Eridan was getting a headache from even remembering the last time he talked to fef. Yeah they were friends and they used to be close. That was until Eridan tried to ask her out in the middle of their high school adventure together. Lets just say they kissed and well, it was awkward for them. Eridan still felt a little betrayed by fef for going with sol after he had listened to her troubles and practically grew up with her. He knew more about fef then sol probably would anyways. But then again, what did he even know anyways. He was always a pawn he guessed. He has been used so many times. Especially when trying to fit into the crowds in high school. He was always bullied and picked on for being the rich kid who nobody would ever talk to. He was called a hipster because of the high end fashion he wore that had no brands or the music that he listened to that nobody has ever heard of. Heh, he even remembers the time when he got shoved in a locker on a pleasant friday afternoon and nobody came to look for him. Well, rather until his father noticed he was missing from school that day and practically had a search party after him. They found him crying in his locker with broken glasses and god that was embarrassing for him. Sometimes he wondered if anyone at all gave two fucks about him, besides what little family that did care to get to know him.

Meanwhile, as eridan was contemplating his whole life story in his head. Sollux was pissed as fuck. He was practically fuming. He had spent over fifty dollars on the vase of roses he had with him and the numbskull who was off in fuckin' god knows where in his mind had just ruined it. That bouquet of flowers were not ordinary flowers they were a rare mix of roses, of crimson red with a pink interior and the others were a dark blue. It was a dashing mix of flowers for a very special someone. But it didn't look like sol was able to give them to anyone anymore. He spoke out finally and held what was left of the bouquet. He stood to his feet without accepting eridan's hand.

"Well next time why don't you wathch where you are going! Now look what you did you athhole you juth ruined my whole bouquet of flowers for my thweet heart. You owe me a new one, you work at this joint right? Go conjure up thomthing that i can put the remainth of the flowerth in."

Eridan nodded and ran into the store. He found an acceptable vase and mixed together the water and the nutrient preserver for the flowers and walked back to sol. He put the flowers in the vase and looked at it. The mix looked sick. They needed something to fill in the gaps of missing flowers. Eridan pondered this and dragged sol and his poor bouquet into the back room of the flower shop. He looked at the available colors and was figuring out what would work nicely. He looked at the red and blue roses, what the hell worked with red and blue. Then it hit him. What does blue and red make? What color compliments the yellow within the red rose? Purple. That's what. Luckily the violet roses were not in high demand this year and they had plenty left.