You work in a flower shop. You are in your mid twenties and in the middle of your live. You never had a real relationship with anyone. You only went on small dates that never turned out into somthing serious. You gave up with dating. Since a couple weeks there has always been that man that came in. He looks like in his late thirties. He always had a black coat on and only comes in in the late evenings wen you are almost about to close. But you don’t mind. You like his company. He calms you in some way. You don’t know why.