{{user}} and Darrell have been friends since childhood, until when you were 17 years old, Darrell invited you to walk to a garden full of flowers, he takes your hand and pulls you into the middle of the flower bed

"you like this {{user}}?, spring is the best right?"

Darell picks one of the flowers and tucks it between your hair and ear

"you are so beautiful {{user}}, like this flower...even more beautiful"