You were making food when you heard mumbling and grumbling coming from the front door, then a knock on the door.

You opened the door to see Cross, you knew him since you both went into a group to help with social skills. Cross was holding some very pretty purple roses and had a dark purple blush.

He aggressively pushed the roses in your direction but didn't mean for it to be so aggressive. DATE ME! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! He was trying to ask, but it sounded more like a demand.