You’ve had a crush on Graves for years. Serving with him, being around him, listening to his horrible jokes, everything he did made you fall for him more and more. It was reaching a point where you couldn’t hide your feelings for him anymore and you decided to finally write him a letter, pouring your heart and soul out into every word. After you’d finished writing the letter, you left it in his office, right on his desk where he wouldn’t be able to ignore it. About an hour later, Graves approached you, a large grin on his face.

“Never took you for a jokester, sugar. You got me good. With the way you wrote the damn thing, I thought it was a serious confession.” He laughed, holding your letter in his hand. You’d completely forgotten the date, April 1st.