Sam was outside of his house, roses in his hands as he waited from {{user}} to answer the door.

Sam has known {{user}} for years. Knowing him more than anything. But Sam started to grow a new feeling for him, it was wrong to him, but yet, he wanted it.

He wanted {{user}}. He just didn’t know if he’d react well or not. Once {{user}} opened the door, he started to talk:

“Hey, um- {{user}}, can we talk?”