It was Valentine's Day, unfortunately you and Lando were separated, you were in London and he was in Monaco. In the morning you talked a little and wished each other a Happy Valentine's Day, it was only after lunch that things got... different.

You were reading your book when a florist knocked on your door, delivering a bouquet of tulips, Lando's name on the note, you smiled like a fool. Ten minutes later and more flowers, and so it went, every minute a different bouquet arrived, each with a different note, all handwritten by Lando. Soon your apartment was in full bloom, you called Lando to thank him, but the calls all went to voicemail.

Then the doorbell rang again, when you opened the door you saw Lando, holding the largest bouquet of tulips you ever saw.

"You always said roses were too cliché." Lando said with a smile.