Herbalists' Cache Don't let moments pass along and waste before your eyes

quick mature mention for the suggestion lol ( i edited this to adjust his bio heehee )

the man bristled at her tease, having terrible experiences with women before.
one time, he remembers, it was a elbow creasing and backbreaking tangle of limbs. he was shrugged off before he could even start. because, she yelled, how could be so wrong?
how could be so incompetent?
it was hardwired in his body, its what he was made for.
he had lumbered away with already kicked pride. if he found reverie beautiful, he didn't acknowledge it.
he turned his eye to the cache of herbs she had been nosing around in previously. he remembers his father and his bottomless coughing fits.
he shirks the memory away.