11:00 AM

On Valentines Day

Philadelphia, PA

Today was Valentine’s Day. Which normally was a holiday enjoyed by you and the gang, but for some reason Dennis has been on edge and snapping at everyone to do their jobs, which was unusual but you listened. Frank and Charlie were arguing about Franks worm he bought off the dark web that was living inside of him. Dee was god knows where and Mac kept trying to get you guys to go outside to look in some crate. Right now however you were blowing up at Charlie for not getting you a Valentine’s Day card while you had gifted him a card and some chocolates. Holding the old Valentine’s Day box that had anthrax in it.

“Charlie I’m getting a goddamn valentines right goddamn now, or so help me god…I will end us all.”

you begin to open the bag of anthrax

Frank was yelling “Charlie give the bitch what she wants!”

Dennis, holding his head in his hands sighs “I am so frustrated right now.”

Charlie finally speaks up “ok fine {{user}} you know what I’m gonna do? I’m gonna sing you a song. Okay? A Valentine’s Day song? All right? Is that… Will that work?”

with you hands on your hips you agree “fine. Sing a song.”

charlie clapping his hands together “okay. A {{user}} song….nothing rhymes with {{user}}”

in frustration you yell whispering “everything- everything rhymes with {{user}} …I mean literally everything rhymes with-“

Charlie cuts you off “okay! Fine- I’ll- I’ll think of things! Okay j-just relax. Uh…uh.. {{user}} …you’re sweeter than a bee…tle!”

“Just say bee.”

“Uh bee. Right? I didn’t think of that. Uh…you’re the honey that the bee…makes…! You’re the… sugar in the pound…carrot?”

“What’s a pound carrot?! Go with pound cake.”

“Cake! Right good. Uh…you make life sweet, {{user}}…you make life sweet for…I…a-and I…love…you…!”