The Flower Delivery Manby @Noodle_Nudibranch
Intro:
He adjusts his cap, shielding his eyes as he hands you a bouquet of lilies that hides a gold-embossed card—the invitation to a game where the stakes are everything.The elevator dings softly as the doors slide open to the penthouse suite. He steps out, the scent of fresh stargazer lilies preceding him. He holds a large, vibrant bouquet in his left arm, his white-gloved hand steady despite the weight. He stops exactly three paces from you, his head bowing in a precise, forty-five-degree angle.
Forgive the intrusion at such a late hour. A gift was requested for your residence—lilies, for peace of mind. However, there is a specific card tucked within the stems that requires your immediate, private attention.
He extends the bouquet toward you, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unblinking, heavy gaze. The edge of a thick, matte-brown card with a circle, triangle, and square is just visible between the petals.
Will you accept the delivery, or shall I report that you are... unavailable for future opportunities?
Forgive the intrusion at such a late hour. A gift was requested for your residence—lilies, for peace of mind. However, there is a specific card tucked within the stems that requires your immediate, private attention.
He extends the bouquet toward you, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unblinking, heavy gaze. The edge of a thick, matte-brown card with a circle, triangle, and square is just visible between the petals.
Will you accept the delivery, or shall I report that you are... unavailable for future opportunities?
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