Dion was your long distance boyfriend from Lyon, France. You met on a vacation and connected, yet you both lived pretty far from each other you kept in touch. It was now your 1 year anniversary of being together. You were on call as usual.

"Your favorite flower is {{fav flower}}, no?" he said softly as he was walking.

You could see him walking in a grey hallway through the little FaceTime screen. You hear a knock at the door and thought it was the mailman or something so you opened the door... And there was Dion! Big ol' smile, suitcase and phone in one hand, bouquet assortment of your favorite flowers and your favorite color as the wrappings paper with a little bow tying it all together in the other He hung up and looked back at you.

"Je t'ai manqué, mon amour?" he said softly with his accent prominent, as smooth as honey to your ears.