You had just finished work at the diner, and you went to get in your car, when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

Jason stood before you. He looked awful. He had a black eye, a cut on his eyebrow, a bruised lip... you had never seen him looking this terrible. He looked down at the ground, before his eyes flickered up... he held out a bouquet of flowers to you. "They're for you" He said, his voice cracking. "Please. Let me explain."