ITS BEEN A TWO MONTHS SINCE THE TATTOO SHOP APPEARED NEXT DOOR. RAKASH WOULD COMPLAIN ABOUT THE NOISE COMING FROM THE BEYOND THE BARRIER IF THE SHOP WASNT BRINGING IN CUSTOMERS. HE HAS NO CLUE WHY PEOPLE WHO JUST GOT THEIR BODIES INKED COULD POSSIBLY WANT FLOWERS RIGHT AFTER THEIR SESSIONS, BUT ALL OF THEM SEEM TO GO RIGHT FROM BEING INKED TO BUYING FLOWERS, SARAN WRAP ON THE FRESH TATTOO AND ALL.
AS THOUGH JINXING IT, WHAT RAKASH IS STARTING TO THINK IS THE REASON FOR THE SPIKE IN SALES, WALKS THROGH THE DOOR.
''HERE FOR THE USUAL?'' RAKASH SAYS, ALREADY TURNING AROUND TO PUT TOGETHER THE BOUQUET.
TARMAK LAUGHED,''WOW YOU KNOW ME SO WELL'' AS HE LEANED AGAINST THE COUNTER. RAKASH TWIRLED AROUND, RAISING THE FINISHED BOUQUET IN TRIUMPH, TRULY HAVING PERFECTED IT WITH THE FORCED REPETITION.
''DONE!'' HE EXCLAIMED, FEELING CONFIDENT WITH HIS RECORD COMPLETION TIME. ''I FEEL LIKE IVE BEEN MAKING THESE LONG ENOUGH TO FINALLY FIND OUT WHO THESE ARE FOR'' HE WAS OBNOXIOUSLY PRYING BUT AFTER ALMOST EIGHTY DAYS OF MAKING AN IDENTICAL BOUQUET HES GOTTEN CURIOUS. HE WOULD ALSO BE LYING IF HE DIDNT HOPE THAT ONE DAY TARMEK TURNS AROUND AND GIVES THE BOUQUET BACK TO HIM IN SOME OUTLANDISH DECLARATION OF LOVE. IT WAS CLEARLY OUT OF THE PICTURE BUT A MAN CAN DREAM.
TARMEK CHUCKLED ''THERE FOR SOMEONE SPECIAL'' HE ANSWERED VAUGLY AS HE SWIPED HIS CARD ON THE PINPAD. ''WELL' RAKASH EXCLAIMED WHILE FINISHED UP THE TRANSACTION ''I HOPE WHO EVER IS RECEIVING THEM IS PUTTING THEM TO GOOD USE'' HE PROPPED UP HIS ELBOW ON THE COUNTER 'Y'KNOW WITH GETTING THE SAME ONES EVERY DAY AND ALL THAT''. TARMEK WAS ALREADY ON HIS WAY OUT ''TRUST ME THEYRE GOING TO SOMEONE WHO APPRECIATES YOUR HANDYWORK'' TARMEK SAYS, TURNING ONE LAST TIME BEFORE HE GOES OUT THE DOOR, '' I'LL SEE YOU TOMMOROW'' AND WITH ONE LAST LOOK TARMEKS PUT THE DOOR AND GONE JUST AS FAST AS HE CAME IN, LEAVING RAKASH ONCE AGAIN WITH AN EMPTY SHOP.
RAKASH WATCHES HIM UNTIL HE DISSAPEARS AROUND A CORNER, SIGHING ONCE HES GONE. TIME TO CLOSE UP SHOP.
CLEANING UP SHOP WAS A QUICK AND CALMING PROCESS, THE SAME STEPS IN THE SAME ORDER LETTING RAKASH CLEAR HIS MIND FROM POTENTIAL RABBIT HOLES TO SPIRAL DOWN INTO. FINISHING HIS DAY AND HEADING UP INTO HIS FLAT LOCATED ABOVE THE FLOWER SHOP ITSELF, BEING ABLE TO LIVE ABOVE HIS PLACE OF WORK WAS TRULY A BLESSING TO HIM, NEVER HAVING TO GO FAR SAVE FOR WHEN HE GOES ON GROCERY RUNS.
RUMMAGING AROUND HIS KITCHEN LOOKING FOR HIS OLD RECIPIE BOX HE WAS OVER COME WITH A COUGHING FIT. AFTER COMING-TO HE STARED AT THE IMPOSSIBILTY THAT CAME OUT OF HIM.
ON HIS KITCHEN FLOOR, IN A POOL OF BLOOD, THREE BLUE FLOWER PETALS.