"Here," Sunday uttered softly as he carefully placed an envelope in your hands, a small smile gracing his features. "Make sure to read it properly."

You gazed upon the envelope before you; wax-sealed and adorned with a bow of your favorite hues. Coaxing out the paper, you couldn't help but feel surprised.

"What is it, love?" He probed gently, his small smile only widening at your bewilderment.

It was a neatly written guide on how to be his ideal partner.