Apr 22, 2011 17:30
Straightening the cuffs of his black coat with one hand, Ludwig took one last look at the simple bouquet in his other hand. The bright, cheery flowers looked appropriate, given the person they were a gift for. A sunny disposition deserved a sunny arrangement. Red roses, yellow lilies and baby pink dahlias were wrapped tightly in spring green cellophane.
Squaring his shoulders, Ludwig knocked on Feliciano's dorm room door. His stomach only barely flipped as he heard feet padding towards him from the opposite side of the door. His free hand went straight to his scalp, making sure his hair was lying perfectly flat against his head.