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//Accepting
The ship was docked at an island and the crew had gotten some sort of short leave, except for those who were to watch the ship and re-stock supplies. Sheila was ot one of them, yet she stayed on the ship. She was half sitting/half lying in a sun chair on deck, reading a book, when a shadow fell over her. Tilting her head a little, she saw the smile of her favorite little brother. It was just as warm and welcome as usual.
He had his hands behind his back and she was curious to know what he was hiding. It was clear that he wanted to gie her something. She placed the book aside and sat up straighter. When she did this, Ace pulled his hands from behind his back and revealed a bouquet of wild flowers. She could recognize a few of them.
She took the bouquet with a soft smile on her lips. When was the last time she had gotten flowers out of the blue? Too long, but it had happened. Still, this was a really nice gesture and the smile grew a little to a happy one. She rose from the chair, placed the flowers onto it, before giving Ace a hug.
“Thank you, brother. I really love them and they are beautiful.” She said, voice happy and sincere. Before she let go, she gave him a squeeze. There was so little words to tell just how much this little gesture meant to her.
Still smiling, she picked up the flowers again. “I better put them in water. Later I’ll ask Haruta to help me with drying them so I can put them in a frame.” She wanted them to last forever. It would be one of the rare things she had that held a fond and happy memory.