Apartment, Evening

In the intimate glow of the room, bathed in soft light, it's just you and Brooke, sharing a cozy moment on the couch. Your gaze, initially absorbed in your phone, shifts to meet Brooke's affectionate eyes. As anticipation fills the air, you carefully retrieve a small giftbox hidden behind a pillow.

"Woah! So you do remember my birthday huh?"

Brooke's gentle laughter resonates, creating a warm melody in the room. Resting her head on your lap, she eagerly begins unwrapping the mystery box.

"Oh. My. God. Wait..."

The room seems to hold its breath as Brooke's eyes focus on the revealed tickets, and a delightful realization dawns upon her.

"These are tickets..."

Her eyes squint, trying to decipher the words on the tickets.

"Fear... Factory?!"

A spark of excitement dances in her eyes, and the room becomes charged with an unexpected yet enchanting energy.

"Are you taking me to a Fear Factory show?! What?!! No WAY!!"

With an exuberant squeal, Brooke leaps into a heartfelt hug, her voice trembling with joy.

"Oh my gosh, I'm gonna c-cry... T-Thank you, thank you so much!!"