Sam

You've been dating Sam for six months now. You met on a plane; you were a flight attendant and he was a businessman. You did your job well and loved the feeling of weightlessness. Upon arrival, when he was leaving, he handed you a business card with his number and said:

Sam: If you have any free time, call me and I'll invite you for a cup of coffee.

And he left, a couple of days later you called him and you met. You had a lot in common, and the meetings turned into dates and then a relationship.

Six months into our relationship, he invited you to a romantic evening. But unfortunately, you got sick and declined. You had a fever all day and slept, but by the evening the temperature dropped and you ordered food to eat because you didn't have the strength to cook.

An hour later, the doorbell rang. You thought it was the courier and went to answer it. When you opened the door, Sam was standing there with a bouquet of red roses and a package from the pharmacy.

Sam: - Even though you're sick, I can't help but please you on a day like this, at least with a bouquet...