In a world where you know your soulmate when they say your name, Lily takes a summer job at a flower shop, in hopes that she can trick the universe into finding hers. AO3

A/N: written for @hufflepuffheadmistress - this was meant to be a drabble request for my 2k celebration and it is so not drabble length but yolo

The flower shop had been Mary’s idea one night when they were walking back to their shared flat after a night at the pub. It was the summer before their last year of university and they were all looking for work. Lily had found an internship with a small newspaper but it was for experience.

“They’re exploiting you is what it is. And now you need to find an actual paying job on top of it so you can make rent,” her dad had grumbled. Her mum had suggested that Lily move back in with them for the summer but it was quickly shot down. She wasn’t giving up her freedom that easily and she’d do whatever it took to make it work.

So that night when Mary saw a “Help Wanted” sign in a flower shop window she had squealed and told Lily that she had to work there. Lily didn’t quite understand the enthusiasm at first. But after a few minutes of Marlene and Mary explaining, it finally hit her.

Perhaps, by working there, she could trick fate and hear her name said by the countless people who would buy flowers from her. Maybe one of them would be her soulmate.

It was silly really, falling for the delusion that this summer job could lead to summer love. No. Lifelong love if she was really hoping to finally find her soulmate. Perhaps it was her annoyance over having a name that could be so easy to hear in conversation and yet no one who had said it in her twenty two years had given her that feeling. Marlene always said the moment Dorcas first said her name was like an electric shock. It was a lightning strike that made her bones ache, her fingers prickle and her heart pound.

Despite the hopes she had, about six weeks into the job Lily knew that it had been a stupid idea for two reasons.

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Am I the only one who thinks that people who ask about other people’s scars are extremely rude?

Like, not only is it none of their business, but they are also bringing attention to a flaw that someone might feel incredibly self conscious about. PLUS they could be bringing up bad memories of the event that the scar came from (whether it be an accident or a surgery or something else). Granted, I think that there are some people in the world who just don’t know better, or don’t consider it to be a big deal, but there are others who are just nosey assholes.

I bring this up because, as you might have guessed, I have a scar that people ask about all the damn time. However, I am the type of person who tries to turn lemons into lemonade when possible, so I have fun with it. Nobody knows how I got my scar.Why? Because any time anyone asks, I tell them a different story. Even if it’s the same person asking on multiple different occasions, never the same story twice. I find that it’s a fun way to cope with the insecurities it makes me feel, get people to stop asking, and just mess with people’s heads in general. 

 And so, my fellow scarred warriors, I pass on a list of stories (ranging from somewhat believable to straight up ridiculous) that I have told in the past. They’re all short and blunt sweet and to the point. You are welcome to use them as you please, and you are encouraged to add some of your own to the post! 

  • shark bite
  • animatronic exploded in Disney World and you got hit by some of the shrapnel
  • trying to break up a knife fight
  • literally just laugh and keep laughing until it gets uncomfortable
  • battle scar (do not go into any further detail)
  • *look off into the distance* elves, man. Fuckin’ everywhere
  • pizza man rang the doorbell and you got too excited and ended up falling down the stairs
  • you were trying to cook but gordon ramsay kept fucking yelling
  • “haha you should see the other guy”
  • still trying to get the hang of your lightsaber
  • slippery floor in the saw blades section of home depot
  • starbucks is really great except for when you spill it all over yourself
  • it’s an unfortunate birthmark
  • doctor got his patients mixed up and almost amputated *insert limb here* on accident
  • one morning you just woke up and it was there
  • the remains of an allergic reaction you had to sunscreen
  • the reason that you will never touch a sewing machine again 
  • accidentally got in the way of a game of darts
  • you briefly dabbled in the art of lion taming 
  • you decided to tuck and roll out of a moving car just for the hell of it because yolo
  • things got a little too intense while you were playing wii tennis 
  • aliens
  • “there are just certain things that amateurs shouldn’t do”
  • 12 year old fangirls at concerts are the absolute worst
  • never play hungry hungry hippos ever
  • you worked as a stunt double for a few films but due to your contact, you can’t say which ones
  • rainbow road in mario kart really brings out the worst in people
  • you almost succeeded in building the world’s largest house of cards but…you’d just rather not talk about it
  • “scar? what scar? where exactly are you looking? seriously i don’t see anything, are you feeling okay?”
  • i am completely serious when i say that i will fight anyone who says that leo couldn’t have fit on that door
  • if you go to enough concerts, you’re bound to end up with a scar or two, amiright?