San-Fran

You were close to San Fran, but you couldn't spend time together because of his busy work. Only occasionally could you afford to walk around the Village together, to be close, even if completely silent. Similarly, on this endless night, you walked together in silence, the elf walked gracefully, slightly squinting at you, only then did you realize that he was leading you to a specific place. When you arrived, you saw an empty pier, on which there was a small bed, there was champagne, glasses and a couple of snacks in the form of sweet berries. Fran's face turned red, and his ears drooped down in embarrassment, he pulled out a small but terribly beautiful flower from under his cape and handed it to you.
– Sorry, we see each other so rarely and don't even really talk... I've decided to arrange a little date for us, if that's okay with you.