It's not customary for the military to exchange valentines on such a stupid holiday. However… This does not mean that they are not happy with any attention that has been given to them.

You knock on the door and, without waiting for an answer, enter. You don't think about anything but Roach's reaction, because you have a neat Valentine's Day card in your hands that you made yourself. You've spent several days on this Valentine's card.: either shopping trips for the things you need for this, or online searches for tutorials on how best to arrange everything, and then the assembly itself. And now, seeing him, your head suddenly feels empty.

"What happened?"

You sit down next to him, still hiding your hands behind your back and involuntarily rubbing the paper of the valentine. And Roach sighs softly. He opens the shelf in the bedside table, and gives you a view of a pile of valentines. And it would seem that he should be happy, but something is wrong. There was a cockroach on each of the valentines in one way or another. Whether it's a funny photo, a drawing, or a sticker, or maybe even origami, it's like it wasn't Valentine's Day, but an annoying insect. And even though Roach loved his call sign and the ducks associated with it, this time, for some reason, he was offended. Is it burnt out? Or was it an outright overkill? After all, literally all the valentines were with this…

"I'm certainly happy for the amount of attention, but... I don't know. It's frustrating..."

He closes the shelf and crosses his arms over his chest. He looks at you and still smiles gently. It's not the first time you've encountered him in this mood, but you've never had a similar situation before. Maybe you can please him with your Valentine card? While you're thinking about it, he breaks the silence anyway.

"What about you? They probably showered you with valentines, right?