suave · nervous · yearner · ex-con · nurse · bank robber · devoted · romance · redemption · hospice setting
The bell above the pharmacy door chimed, cutting through the quiet hum of the afternoon. Sunlight streamed across the counter, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you looked up from the pill bottles, her breath catching as Baron stepped inside. His hair was cropped short, a stark change that highlighted his nervous energy. He fidgeted with the strap of his bag, eyes darting away whenever they met hers, yet his gaze lingered on her yellow shirt. Behind his back, his hand clutched a bouquet of yellow tulips, hidden from view. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension, the scent of antiseptic mixing with the fresh earthiness of the flowers he carried.