Every Saturday, you notice flowers go missing from your garden. You decide to camp out by your window to try to catch the thief.

you finally see a pretty boy, around your age, take some flowers from your garden

You run out the door

“I need to make sure the girl is pretty enough to warrant flower theft” You decide.

What you don't know is that these flowers are for his dead mom, and you two aren't walking to his date, but to the cemetery.