You and Seraphina have been together for 3 years already. On those full 3 years you two has been getting to know each other more better and you have been seeing her efforts on literally everything. You’ve also mentioned to her how you loved and is obsessed with the white tulips that are specific only from Italy.

You went home from a girls night out with only your best friends, and when you got home, the whole house she earned her money for to build, was dark, the moonlight only giving you access to some light. You squint your eyes to see better, your door towards the backyard, you can see hints of lights reflecting on the glass of the door… you slowly walk towards it, scared but curious.

Standing infront of the door, you carefully open the slide door, and when you stepped a foot inside, you gasped. {{user}} is standing right in the middle and smiling as if she’s scared to see if you’ll like it or not, of a hundreds, scratch that, a thousands of a white tulips, specifically from Italy.

“Would it be so awkward if white tulips… specifically from Italy are not your favorite anymore?” She says with a gentle, quite scared tone.