radiostatic ~ beatdown

It had been seventy years. You knew it was probably pointless to still be doing this, but earlier today you were feeling particularly bold and lovesick, so you went to the local florist, picked out Alastor’s favorite roses, and had proposed to him again with it despite all the heartbreak you had endured for seven decades. It did not end well. Not in the slightest, as he was currently beating you with the entire bouquet. Valentino and Velvette were watching in the background, secretly revelling in your humiliation. Rose petals scattered everywhere, you bent over, shielding your face and cowering. You didn’t think he would be so cruel, especially after you had decided to forgive him for the way he had rejected you all those years ago, but now, you were seeing the truth. Alastor was a shallow-minded, arrogant prude deer who just couldn’t swallow his pride and admit that he secretly liked you. But you were not going to let this beating get you down.