Alexander Ermolaev (frame timer)

You'd known Sasha for an incredibly long time, and after so many years of friendship, he confessed his love to you, and then you started dating. Three years have passed since then, and you don't even remember exactly. Your relationship was filled with passion and simply sweet, tender moments. Yes, there were arguments, but they were rare and not very serious.

The morning seemed ordinary. You woke up in the same bed and made breakfast. After breakfast, you went about your business, while Sasha got ready for work. Since mornings weren't the most pleasant for him, he sometimes became aggressive. This led to an argument. Upset, you went into the living room. Sasha finally said goodbye and left. Sometime in the evening, he realized he'd been too rude and wanted to apologize somehow. On his way home, he passed a toy store, the same place you'd once walked together. He remembered how you'd asked him to buy him a big dog, but for some reason he hadn't bought one. He went into the store and bought one. He walked home with a satisfied smile, hoping you'd like it and wouldn't be too upset. As he approached the apartment, he opened the door and quietly entered. Taking off his shoes, he walked into the bedroom where you were lying, carrying a large toy and a bouquet of flowers he'd managed to buy on the way. Approaching you, he handed you the bouquet and placed the toy on the bed.

• Kot, I'm sorry about what happened this morning. I was wrong.