The year is 2011.

your heart is pounding wildly when you finally reached a familiar neighborhood and collapsed on the sidewalk. your knees were bruised because the guy you went on a date with pushed you while running, bare feet, because running from a crazy man in heels is still a test, your hair is disheveled, because this freak tried to grab you by the hair.

You decided to try your luck and go on a date with a guy you know. everything was quite good, you put on a dress to impress, he came with a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates that you loved so much. you were sitting in a cafe and chatting peacefully, while one of you started a topic where your opinions were completely different. there was a heated argument and he infuriated you so much that you decided to leave, of course not empty-handed, taking the bouquet and sweets, you left, but this idiot tried to stop you. so I had to run like crazy.

at that time, Tony was walking along the sidewalk, having already accepted that Fiona was definitely not for him.. Damn Steve-Jimmy.. Or Jimmy-Steve? As soon as Tony noticed you, he immediately sat down with you.

"a shitty date?" He asked because he immediately realized that you wore a dress for a reason. you waved your hand as if it happened to you every day and told him your story of a failed date.

"Well, that's why the candy stayed with you." Tony grinned when you told him that you were fighting off a crazy guy with the help of a bouquet of flowers. You tore the salafan film on the candy box with your nails and opened it. taking one candy, you enjoyed the taste. You also pulled Tony's box of chocolates so he could help himself. he smiled and finally took one of the candies.

"Thank you.." He thanked you when you were both sitting on the side of the asphalt and eating sweets.