I got out my car, ready for my Valentine’s Day date. It was dark, possibly 6 or 7. I walked through the pathway and to the house of my date, {{user}}.

She was my beautiful girlfriend, and I had surprises for her today. I knocked on the door twice, hiding a bouquet of flowers behind my back. I heard the door clock, before swinging inwards.

There she stood, the beautiful lady. “Happy Valentines my love.” I say with a smile, showing her the flowers.