A Little Pestering [Zoe]

[seborga]

To say that Vittorio was a little weird and eccentric would be an understatement, but an accurate one at least. He had made many friends throughout his life, and it was his personal belief that he had never, ever lost a friend. Because even if they hadn't seen each other in years, they were still friends and he would treat them exactly the same way the next time he saw them. So even though the particular friend he was going to visit at the moment was one that he hadn't seen in a number of months, he felt as if he were going to pay a call on someone he'd seen only the day before in order to continue a conversation they hadn't been able to finish.

Then again, even in that situation most people would think it common courtesy to at least let the person know you were coming by. Vittorio felt that surprises were much more essential to life though.

So it was that he showed up at the house where he knew Zoe lived without an invitation and without even letting her know that he would be coming by. In his hand he held a small bouquet of Forget-Me-Nots, though seeing the young man with flowers was not an unusual sight at all. When he reached the door, Vittorio considered just walking in, but decided (for once) to do the smart thing and knock.

After all! Zoe would be surprised no matter which way he showed up!

[zoe]

Today was a pretty dry day so far. The young teenager hadn't found much to occupy her time and she had run out of charcoal for the drawing she was currently in the process of finishing. She hadn't noticed that she was blankly staring at the paper until a knock sounded through the house. She hopped off of her bed and moved toward the door. ”I got it.” She called without knowing if anyone was around to hear it.

Zoe opened the door, not bothering to check on who was there before she did so. She wasn't afraid of strangers and doubted someone would be going door to door just to scoop up the first small person that answered. Upon seeing who it was and what they were holding, she considered closing it right back up. Vittorio may not have been some abductor, but the way he was standing there, hand full of flowers....

Wait were those flowers for her?

She blushed and frowned up at him. What was she supposed to do with flowers and where did he get off bringing her those? Zoe knew that he worked with plants, but that didn't mean she wanted a sample. Though she guessed that if she had been in to flowers they would have looked alright and she supposed that bringing something sort of made up for just coming over randomly.

”What are you doing here?” She asked, not about to presume anything. She crossed her arms lightly.

”I wasn't expecting you.” She made the last part sound as if that wouldn't have been completely welcome either.

[seborga]

The moment that Zoe opened the door, Vittorio's smile grew bigger and brighter in response to seeing her. It really was always good to see an old friend, even if they didn't look happy to see you too. Because deep down, if they're a friend, you know that they're happy to see you either way.

Holding out the flowers towards her, Vittorio seemed to barely care that she sounded peeved with him somehow and instead answered her brightly. "Of course you didn't expect me! It was-a supposed to be a surprise." Oh, wait, that meant he had forgotten the most vital part of this whole thing. After a blank expression crossed his face for a brief moment, Vittorio brightened again and exclaimed, "Surprise!"

Honestly, though he would never admit it out loud, Vittorio was starting to feel a little weird just standing outside the front door. Maybe he should have just walked inside after all. "I came to bring-a you flowers." Here he brandished the flowers a little more. "Forget-Me-Nots. So you'll-a remember me right away when you see me!" Well, obviously she had remembered him anyway, so the flowers must have done the trick.

"Can I come inside?" It was a little more straightforward than Vittorio usually was, but he really was starting to feel weird standing there. "I'll-a put them in a vase for you."

[zoe]

Zoe thought better about asking him what he was smiling about. He was almost always smiling and she suspected he did it just to make people feel weird. It made her feel weird looking at his smile, anyway. Who was seriously that happy just to see someone else? ...It was weird.

She stared at the flowers, they gave her something to look at aside from his face. “Well it was surprise,” she allowed as she reached out to touch the flowers with a small sigh, “That's something you don't have to worry about. I couldn't forget you.” In her head, that had come out less flatteringly, but it had been impossible for her to say it that way. She would never want to forget him, for better or worse he was likely the best friend she had.

Zoe nodded at his request, softened a bit by his words. “Come in. Did you really come all the way here just to give me flowers?” Her parents weren't all that fond of him, he wasn't in the same class as them and they were afraid that his low brow influence might not be the best thing for her. She didn't care about that. “I think we have a vase, but when you come over like this I don't have anything set up.”

[seborga]

Awww, Zoe was just so cute. When she got a little older, Vittorio knew that he wouldn't be able to even stop himself from flirting with her, that's how cute she was. But for now, it was good to have such a good friend. Especially an adorable female friend! He beamed widely at the compliments she threw his way, even if they weren't meant to be compliments. Because Vittorio took almost everything said about him as a compliment. Everything could be construed as "good" if you thought about it enough.

As he was invited inside, Vittorio promptly stepped in and kicked off his sandals, obviously intent on making himself at home immediately. "Of course I came to give-a you flowers. Oh, and to see you, but giving you flowers was-a supposed to be the best part!" He turned his smile on her for a moment before focusing on the task at hand.

"Don't-a worry about the vase. I'll-a find one! And I'll arrange the flowers just-a for you. No charge." With that, he took off into the house. Sure, he hadn't really been here very much, but he figured if he searched enough he'd be able to find something that would be perfect to hold the flowers. He thought maybe he should have brought a vase himself, but... eh, that would have been such a hassle to carry.

[zoe]

Not for the first time, she found herself questioning how a boy could be so knowledgeable about flowers and enjoy working with them so much. They weren't traditionally something associated with masculinity and it wasn't hard to understand why. A flower was pretty, fragile. It couldn't be used as any type of weapon or in any sport Zoe had ever heard of. But there was something about the unashamed way Vittorio spoke about them and handled them that didn't make him seem any more feminine for doing so. For him, flowers didn't make him seem any more girly at all.


She shut the door behind him and followed after him. Zoe wasn't fussed about shoes needing to be put away any nicer than he had done. Her parents would fix them if they had a problem with it. They'd be used to it with the way her brother had done things. ”That's a shame. So it's all down hill from here,” She mused unfairly. The best part was over so they had no where else to go but down if he was correct. Still, the comment had more been to give her something to focus on besides his stupid ever smiling face.

His offer didn't fully process for her right away. It seemed natural he'd go look for a vase, just as she would have if he hadn't offered. Then she realized that this wasn't natural, he'd be rummaging through her house, probably unceremoniously looking through places that weren't public because he didn't have the strongest sense of boundaries. ”Hey wait, you can't just go looking whereever you want! Some of the vases are being used,” she protested as she ran after him.

(Sorry for all this slowness ;w; )