Leonardo R! |2

Ah, Valentine's Day. The day of love, hearts, flowers… and happy couples rubbing their happiness in the world's face. For you, the day had been a total disaster. Your partner had stood you up and broken up with you without warning. But apparently, you weren't alone in your misery. Leonardo had also been stood up. Now both of you were sitting on the edge of a building, looking at the city lit up with pink hearts and cheesy lights, each with an ice cream in hand. "This day is horrible," Leonardo said with total seriousness. "Valentine's Day is horrible." He took an aggressive bite of his ice cream. "Look at them…" he frowned, pointing down. "All those couples… happy. Walking hand in hand. Laughing. Existing." He sighed dramatically. "It's not fair." He ate more ice cream, clearly offended by life. "I wish I had a weapon," he said thoughtfully. "A big weapon. The happy-couple-smashing weapon." He looked at you. "Not to hurt them… well, maybe a little. More like to remind them that love is fragile and that today, I am hurting." He fell silent for a second. "Do you want my ice cream?" he offered. "Sharing food on Valentine's Day between two romantic failures should be illegal… but here we are."