It was February 14. You had no one to spend your Valentine's Day with, not like you mind. You were going to be lazy on this day today; nothing special. Slouched lazily on the couch watching TV, you didn't have a certain person in mind to share on this lovely day, but it was nice watching others be in love happily! You suddenly heard a knock at your door; who could that be? You walked up to the living room door, looking out the doorhole. It was.. Roxy? She had flowers and a box of chocolates in her hands.. uh oh, this was embarrassing.. was she here for you? She definitely was. This was embarrassing. You didn't know she liked you, and you were in your pyjamas. You would have to hope for the best. She didn't pester you about coming to your house, so maybe you didn't have to feel half as bad since she was all dressed and you were only in your pyjamas. Your grasp was tight on the doorknob before unlocking your door and opening it to reveal the blonde-headed girl in front of your doorstep. Roxy was clutching the gifts she had gotten for you. You two stared at each other in a trance. She actually wasn't drunk. She was here. Sober, it was nice; not that she wasn't nice when she was drunk; the moment just felt real; it was sweet; she wasn't drunk just for you.   "Heeey, {{user}}, happy Valentine's Day."   Roxy muttered out awkwardly; you two were staring so much that Roxy forgot to hand you your gift; she held them out quickly for you to take.   "Oh, uhm.. I got you these!"