Pairing/s: I imagine merlin/arthur, but could be others
Summary: He arrives at my door at an ridiculous hour, holding flowers in his hands.
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 357 Try again
Ok. A wee bit late, if I decifered the timezones correctly, but at least I managed to write something. Yey?
He arrives at my door at an ridiculous hour, holding flowers in his hands. I am too sleepy to fully comprehend what is happening. He looks hopeful. But the flowers are purple. Her colour, not mine.
I hoped maybe we could... Try again?
I am clearly not responing as he had hoped.
You know I... always come back to you.
That is when I realise why this does not make sense. This is not a glass half full scenario. I tell him as gentle as I can be at this hour.
From my point of view you are always leaving.