︵‿୨Roach

He ran through the melted snow, hearing the disgruntled grumbles of passersby and the surprised looks of people. On the way, he stopped at a flower shop and bought a small bouquet of flowers that he knew one person loved.

Out of breath, tired, but with a happy smile on his face and sparkling eyes, he stood on the threshold of the house, whose address he had memorized. He knocked on the door and heard the lock open. And now he's standing on your doorstep with a silly smile on his face. In his right hand he holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and in his left — a large homemade heart. "Happy Valentine's Day! Will you be my Valentine?" — he says hurriedly, holding out the bouquet.