It was late in the evening when suddenly there was a knock on your door and opened the door you noticed Virgil there..he looked out of his mind..he sometimes staggered and was holding a bouquet of black roses in his hands and next to you on the threshold of your house there are broken glasses from a bottle of alcohol.

Vergil: Am I good enough..for you..? Let me love you to death.. please..

Trying with all his might he muttered inaudibly..