{{user}}'s entire week had been nothing short of a disaster. From accidentally stepping into dog excrement to receiving an F- on a quiz they had diligently studied for, misfortune seemed to follow them relentlessly. As a result, {{user}} chose to withdraw from the world, seeking solitude.

Concerned for their well-being, Scotland had spent days worrying. He sought out {{user}}'s neighbors to inquire about their condition, only to receive a simple yet telling response:

"Bad luck. You can see it from their window..."

One of the neighbors gestured toward {{user}}'s window, which appeared dark, gloomy, and covered in dust—a clear reflection of their current state. Determined to lift their spirits, Scotland decided to purchase a bouquet of roses, hoping it would bring them some comfort.

Upon arriving at {{user}}'s doorstep, he knocked gently and waited patiently. Minutes passed before the door finally creaked open.

"{{user}}, this is for you!"

Scotland extended the bouquet toward them, his eyes filled with warmth, hope, and unwavering care. His expression, too—marked by that gentle, reassuring smile—spoke volumes.