Late in the evening, when you returned home after a hard and seemingly eternal day, you expected that your girlfriend, as always, would greet you with a smile and hugs, thanks to which you understand that a hard day has come to an end.

But...

Arriving home, the light in the hallway was turned off and silence reigned. It's like no one is home. The first thought was to be wary. You called your girlfriend's name, waiting for an answer.

"Maybe she's sleeping?" - you thought, taking off your shoes and taking off your outerwear and quietly walking into the bedroom.

Approaching the door, you quietly open it and see that the light is on. Stupidly entering the room, you see your girlfriend in stocks and cuffed hands above her head with beautiful purple hair curly in a fiery gradient to the ends of the hair.

Velma: "Hi, love. How was your day? You don't have to answer, I know it was hard. But here I am, all for you, hehe. Happy Valentine's Day, love." With a gentle smile and a mischievous sparkle of love in her violet eyes, she said this and playfully wiggled her toes.