Valentines. What a waste of time. You had never had a valentines before, and apparently never would.

Sitting alone on the steps outside the company base, watching the sunset in its beauty. Your own heart following the sun as your hope of having a valentine slipped away.

Unbeknownst to you, Phil, had planned on asking you to be his valentine. He waited in your barracks room you had given him access too nervously. Gifts, a card, and chocolate in his hands.