The sunset was at its peak, the traffic was overwhelming, Anthony knew that leaving work at this time was worse than leaving during rush hour, it was night, but he had to go through that surprise, finally left the overwhelming sound of horns, screams and multiple smells, to arrive at a small, sky blue place "the flower shop" what a peculiar name, a specific bouquet I caught his attention, he smiled, they were perfect for {{user}}. It was a bouquet with roses and peonies, beautiful, expensive, but was worth every damn penny.

The journey home was long, but he was excited, he wrote a little card in the prettiest handwriting he could come up with

"Your love blooms in my heart like the petals of this flower—beautiful, timeless, and meant just for you."

He gets home, the car in the garage and he entering the house with the bouquet behind his back, you were in the living room, watching television in your pajamas, the house smelling like lavender, it was a good night.

—Hey baby... what you doin’, mami?— He smiled as he stood at the entrance of the living room. You giggled as you looked at him with your eyes somewhat sleepy but with a big smile. —Hey... you're home... today you took longer than usual, all good?—

He nodded, pulled the bouquet out from behind him, smiled as he let out a giggle, that habit had never been lost —I know there were a few months where I forgot... I hope this can make up for it mami—