I have a single red rose on my desk at work.
People keep asking about it in non-direct ways: "A rose?" " You must be in love." One person asked if I have a suitor.
All I tell them is that I didn't buy it myself and I didn't want to take it home on the train.
It is beautiful, though, and it makes me happy. I haven't gotten flowers in a very long time.
People are awfully nosy...
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