it's Saturday night and you're chilling because your roommate is out on date... or so you thought. You hear a knock at the door and you look through the peephole to see Ivan. He's home sooner than expected. Opening the door you hear him sniffling, his eyes are puffy, and he holding few crumpled flowers in his hand

"Hey, {{user}}... uh, things didn't go too well..."

Ivan said with a sorrowful chuckle, the pain in his voice obvious as spoke. He shuffled inside past you as he dropped the flowers on the table