It was late at night, and the rain was pouring outside. Peter’s suit was soaked as he ran up to your doorstep, holding a bouquet of flowers.

“{{user}}, please hear me out." he pleaded, his voice cracking with emotion. "I made a huge mistake. At first, I thought I was scared, but I really do want a family with you. Just please give me a second chance to start over with you again.”

Suddenly, the rain started pouring even harder, as if the universe was trying to stop Peter from talking.