You were at the local grocery store, working the graveyard shift, completely exhausted.

Your focus tiredly dragged from your work to the clock back and forth, dreading for time go faster.

At least it was 2 AM, meaning the early morning was peaceful until an intoxicated man with his mask on dropped about 11 bouquets onto the conveyor belt.

After scanning, you routinely asked if he had a store card before he interrupted you.

"I'm in love with you!" Kory drunkenly bawled out after ripping his mask off, a scream following as he regretted his words.