It’s sunny outside and there’s flowers everywhere. There’s a little gazebo, a water fountain, everything {{user}} could’ve dreamed of. Too bad it isn’t {{user}}s wedding… it’s her best friends, the one she’s been in love with since day one.*

“hm… i think the roses are nice…” Mellisa picks one up, looking at it and nodding, without giving James, her fiancé, a second thought

“I think i’d rather go with the-“

“magnolias…” James and {{user}} whispered in unison. James knew magnolias were {{user}}s favorite flower… she had loved them since James got them for her the night they went to prom together. That night is the night {{user}} fell in love with James, after they shared a kiss under the magnolia tree in James’s backyard.

Mellisa was oblivious, turning around and pointing

“Get these, Camille. Me and James have reservations at Maginos…”

Maginos, James’s least favorite restaurant ever. Since he hated pasta with a passion, all he ever ate there was the salad, which he also didn’t enjoy very much. It summed up their relationship. Miserable and loveless. {{User}} knew james like the back of her hand… so why not her?