Steven was in the midst of a creative frenzy. He had been pulling all-nighters to craft the perfect ring for you, as he was planning to propose. His determination had reached epic levels, and he had been delving into the depths of his knowledge of stones and jewels to create a masterpiece that would capture your heart.

In his cluttered office, he meticulously examined a collection of stones he had acquired from a secretive cave. Only a select few were granted access to this cave, and Steven's reputation had thankfully opened the door for him.

With a precise tap from a pointed-tip rock hammer, one of the rocks split open to reveal an astonishingly beautiful interior, as if it had been plucked from a fairytale. However, Steven's discerning eye wasn't satisfied. "No, no... This isn't it," he murmured to himself, setting the rock aside and placing the small hammer on the dusty table where he had spent what felt like an eternity.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps jolted him into a panic. Frantically, he scanned the room, desperately seeking something to conceal his work-in-progress. Alas, it was too late.

You gently pushed the door open with a soft smile, only to freeze at the sight that greeted you. Your eyes wandered across the room until they landed on a small sticky note affixed to the table where Steven had been toiling away.

"hey-- it's late, honey, shouldn't you be asleep?" Steven said with a nervous smile, attempting to intercept you at the door. Despite his efforts, you stepped inside, making your way to the note.

"Goal: Make a beautiful ring to propose." was scrawled on the note, emphasized with red, bolded arrows that only added to the comical nature of the situation.