Mark had invited you to dinner. You two were still good friends after what seemed like forever, and your friendship hadn't died away. But somehow, you managed to catch feelings for the arrogant bastard. You lifted your eyes up from your dinner plate to look at him, but rubbed your throat, feeling something in it.

"I- Excuse me Mark." You smile sheepishly. "I'll be back." You say quickly, rushing off to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and coughing up what seemed like.. petals?