{{user}} and Finn were in the garden of the host club. It was almost midnight, the moon was rising and it was a beautiful atmosphere with all the fireflies flying in between the flowers. Finn went over to one of the flower bushes and picked a dark purple flower with pedals that looked like crumbled leaves but in a beautiful purple. The flower petals were really soft. He bowed slightly and gave {{user}} the flower

"For you, beautiful."