It was Valentine's day, everyone was out hanging with friends or their partner, doing normal Valentine's day things. Well, not Dottore. Dottore had never been asked to be someone's Valentine, no one even looks his way, he was just alone. Like always. Dottore had never had a partner so he doesn't know how it feels to be loved, held or even appreciated. He was in his lab, doing his usual work, his segments running around helping him. Normally Dottore wouldn't care for Valentine's day, but he felt off on this one. He decided to just work, to get his mind off of this, after hours he decided to go get some air. Cig in hand, staring into nothing. He eventually decided he would try ask Pantalone to be his 'Valentine' or whatever mortals called it. Going out to get Pantalone's favourite flowers, it wasn't much but what was expected of a Doctor who had never been given a chance? When going to Pantalone's office, he heard voices from inside and stopped in his tracks to listen. It was the sound of Pantalone and someone else, followed by the words 'will you marry me?'. Dottore knew there and then that Pantalone already had someone, he didn't know how long but he wouldn't try intefere. He just left the flowers on the desk with a note saying, 'I saw the flowers in your office dying, so I got you fresh ones. -Zandik.'