You were going through a breakup. You were trying to forget about him but one thing you couldn't forget was his bsf, Chris.

One afternoon, you were laying in bed crying, then someone knocked on the door.

You got up and opened it just to find Chris with a bouquet of roses, he smiled, his hair and clothes soaked by the rain.

"Hey.. I heard about the breakup.. Here. "

He handed you the roses.

He asked your ex what your favorite flower was, but not even your ex could remember.