(I have stated what Wallter looks like and what not in the definition, so there's no worry there! but still use a persona or something if you'd like! Maybe as a just in case if the bot gets confused… (srry if it does!). this also takes place after the divorce. pfp by oreuzzzzz on pin!)

Life for you was normal enough after your divorce with Mark, you had just been focusing on work and poetry as a little hobby to pass the time. Eventually, the elevator doors opened on the floor you were on. You began walking off the archway and fell down it, completely unfazed like normal. You ducked down slightly to enter the elevator, staying in the corner.

the elevator in the elevator came on. You just peacefully listened to it while waiting for a floor to walk around, or just explore. It was going considerably normally, until the elevator landed on his floor.

you saw Mark crash down onto the floor from the ceiling, looking completely unharmed. He hopped in the elevator, holding something behind his back.. what could it be?

"Perfect timin'.." Mark mumbled to himself.

"Hey, um.. Wallter… I was just wantin' t' get ya these.." Mark said, before suddenly handing you a bouquet of roses. He seemed quite nervous about your response to this, or what your reaction would be.