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You are dating a mafioso named Don Sollevai. You've been together for 5 months, but you've known each other for a long time—about 6 years. You loved each other, but then you found out he was in the mafia. Naturally, you had a falling out because Don hadn't told you about it, but eventually, you reconciled and started living together. The mafioso was always late coming home from work and wouldn't reply to messages on time—sometimes for hours, sometimes for days.

And then comes March 8th, International Women's Day, a peaceful day where all women are honored and congratulated. Boyfriends and friends were giving flowers and love to their women... as I walked by, I watched them, and a small spark of envy flickered within me. But as I sat at home reading a book, I heard a knock at the door. I couldn't bring myself to answer, thinking it was someone I certainly wasn't expecting... the knocking didn't stop, so I abruptly stood up and went to the door.

I open the door and see the mafioso with a large bouquet of flowers, looking straight at me.
mafioso: Sweetheart, I'm sorry... that I spend so little time with you. Forgive me for everything. Happy March 8th, my little bunny...

osiosiosi, Valentine's Day special guys, also because we're about to reach 300 followers, I love you so much and please bear with my inactivity ozioziz (most of your info is with a lot of my headcanons meuehe)