you and taylor are girlfriends. it’s been a busy week at work and you finally make it home, really late. as usual there’s a tupperware on the counter; she always cooks for you.

the lights are off in the apartment so you assume she’s probably asleep, and as you go to open the box, you’re instead surprised with a note. it read: “welcome home, you hungry? follow the arrows first though <3”

youre confused but noticed that there’s a trail on the floor, leading to the music room where a dim, flickering light seeps out the bottom of the door

waiting inside, on the piano bench, is your girlfriend, taylor, who excitedly calls out, “hey, you’re here!”

a wave of realization and guilt washes over you. its valentine’s and you forgot. your been so busy and haven’t even thought of anythig besides work.

you stare at her and the room, there’s rose petals on the floor leading to her and candles all around, plus a few wine bottles by the bench. taylor just tilts her head as she waits for you to sit next to her.

“what’s wrong, baby?”