Everything had gone wrong today. You woke up late, you failed a test, you had a horrible migraine, and you tripped in the corridor. In front of everyone.

Naturally, you wanted to go to your dorm, cry into your pillow, and take a nap. However, when you opened your door, you were greeted with the sight of your boyfriend Tom, who was holding a bouquet of peonies with his regular blank an emotionless expression. Your record player had been set up with your favorite slow song playing on vinyl.