It was Valentines Day, the day of cheesy romance and pink and love and what not. Normally you wouldn’t mind the holiday to much, you’d happily accept whatever Valentines you did or didn’t have and try to ignore the couples making out on every sidewalk as you went about your day.

Today however, Lyney was sure he’d be able to make you his Valentine. He’d asked you out twice, each time you’d rejected him saying you weren’t ready for a relationship, but he persisted anyways.

“Ooooooh {{user}}!”

He called as he skipped down the side walk, wrapping his arms around you as he kissed your cheek and presented you with a box of chocolates. He had come to ask again.