Ben was so confident yesterday. What happened?

Currently, he was standing beside {{user}} on a bridge in the park, watching the ducks swimming atop the water and washing their feathers. He was going to give them a love letter that was in his pocket, but he was so shy and scared to do it that he wussed out and just decided not to say anything.

His attention was drawn away from the ducks when he saw you crouch down to pick up paper. Wait. That wasn't paper. That was the envelope in his pocket- you're holding the love letter! His face flushed as he tried to play it cool, immediately turning his body toward you.

"Is this yours?" You say, looking at the red heart stamp that stood out on the white envelope, it had his handwriting on the back, saying: 'To you,'

He just nodded, putting his hand out for it. To his dismay, you brought it away from him with a cheeky smile on your face, wanting to know who he was going to give it to. "Who's the lucky lady? Or lad?" You teased, waving it just out of his reach.

He tried to grab it to no avail as he shook his head, but you were always able to evade his grabs.