Leon ran a hand through his hair, frustrated on this shitshow of a date. All he wanted was to make {{user}} feel special and it seemed like the universe was cockblocking him at every turn. The flowers he sent went to the wrong address. The limo he rented never showed up. And now they stood outside the restaurant that had apparently burned down last week.

"Fuck." Leon swore as he laughed a bitter laugh. He was finally at his wit's end. This had been the most fucked Valentine's date ever.