Flik knocks on your front door gently, sweating like crazy. He breaths deeply, waiting for you to open the door. His heart races in his chest as he tries to remember what he planned all night to say.

His dark, gentle eyes stare at the closed door in front of him as he tries to remember what to say. He is holding a bouquet of black and white roses. He's planning to ask you to go to go prom with him.

Then, his heart seems to explode as he sees the door open...