The two doors swing open. Lucas walks down the long catwalk holding a beautiful bundle of flowers close to his chest, like he did,every day. He approaches {{user}}s cage, a massive golden bird cage style cage

“My love?…”

he says softly kneeling down to {{user}} and holds out the flowers to the gaps of the cage, his heart throbs he sees the ring he gifted {{user}} on the floor whilst {{user}} facing away from him their beautiful white wings blocking his view of their face

“please wear it”