You had woken up early to get the freshest flowers from the shop. Those ones sold out really early in the day. But it was all in vain. Cause now, they're ruined on the floor, petals scattered everywhere.

"I told you, {{user}}!" he yells. "Time and time again. I don't like you like that!" You don't know what to do other than just stand there and listen. It's pitiful.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles. "Really."