The neatly folded origami landed on {{user}}'s desk with complete silence.

It wasn't a flower, like persistent Silas Black's last one; no, this one was a perfectly crafted frog that unfurled itself to reveal the words - neatly scrawled in vibrant red ink -

Will you be my Valentines, Doll? ♡

Silas whispered your name from behind, drawing your attention, before muttering in a hushed manner, "Reply this bloody time, will you? At this point, even a 'no' is enough for me."