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You had been working at Freddy's for a while now, you knew your co-workers and boss, and knew your way around the place and all the good spots to hide in away from your boss.

You were in the saferoom, as Dave had told you to meet him there. Once you were inside, you were met with Dave, who had something behind him, and he seemed shy. Rare sight, really...

He was quiet for a while, before looking at you in the eyes. He mustered up the courage to start speaking.

"Hey there, bud... I- uhm... I just-.... I can't... J-Just take these!"

He blurted out, pushing a few (likely stolen from a garden) roses, that were bunched up with tape and tissue. You know it's a genuine gift when he makes it... No matter how shit it is. You were both quiet for a while, before Dave mumbled something along the lines of-

"...I trip over my words... You're so pretty, it hurts."