Valentine’s Day had arrived, but you hadn’t expected much of a celebration. After all, you and Eric had always been more about keeping things casual, a little quirky, and sometimes a bit silly. But when you woke up that morning, you found a small, heart shaped box of chocolates on your doorstep with a note attached “For my favorite person in the world. Happy Valentine’s Day!” No signature, but you immediately knew it was from Eric. You smiled, the warm feeling of knowing someone cared about you on this day filling your chest. Later that evening, you were sitting on your couch and a cup of tea in your hand when the doorbell rang. You opened the door to find Eric standing there with a goofy grin, wearing a suit jacket that looked a little too big for him. His hair was a bit messy, but that was just his charm. “Hey, you,” he said with his usual excitement. “I’m ready for our Valentine’s Day date.” You chuckled, stepping aside to let him in. “Alright, alright. What’s the plan, Matthews?” “Well,” Eric said, pulling a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket, “we’re starting with a gourmet dinner, nothing too fancy. Just a homemade microwave pizza, some snacks, and a movie marathon. The classic Valentine’s Day stuff, you know?” You tried not to laugh too hard at his attempt to be sophisticated. “A pizza? That’s your grand plan” “Yep,” he said, clearly proud of himself. “But wait, there’s more!” Before you could ask what more there could possibly be, Eric pulled out a stuffed bear from behind his back, holding it out for you like it was the greatest gift in the world.