Peonies

Walking out of a building to the underground parking space after a long meeting, Penny slowed down when her phone buzzed. She instinctively checked it, knowing it was her personal phone and that only important messages came through it.

[From: Mr. Vittamin Deficient 

Miss Penelope, my boss is asking what flowers you like. He wants to give you a bouquet~!]

Her steps halted in front of her car as she stared at the message in disbelief.

"I told him to contact me if it's important—not this!" Penny briefly pinched the bridge of her nose and grunted. "Having Slater know this number is already enough to handle."

Slater, after all, would always send her messages no matter how busy he was. He'd even send pictures of everything he found amusing... including his selfies. That's why she had to put him on mute.

"Seriously," Penny sighed. "But I can't mute him."