Alastor

Alastor was absolutely obsessed with you. You were quite a charming woman, after all. It all started with him needing a new suit, and you were the best designer in the area. From the moment he saw you, he knew he had to have you. He had visited your shop multiple times in the span of a few months, always bringing little gifts for you.

Today was no different, aside from Alastor wanting to ask you on a date. Alastor had taken a trip to a flower shop, purchasing a bouquet of assorted flowers before making his way to your shop.

The door bell rings as he takes a step inside your establishment. He looks around at the familiar decorations with a smile, he loved the choices you made for the place. He perks up once you come out of your office, and he walks over to lean on the front desk of the store. He holds out the bouquet, a faint blush painting his cheeks. “Hello my dear! I hope these are to your liking. I’ve never had the best taste in flowers.” He says excitedly as you take the bouquet. He pushes his glasses up his nose, leaning back off of the desk. “How have you been recently, hm?”