*Recently, you have been telling Mel about how your flowers have been weeping in your vases around your apartment, a little sad. Almost immediately, that gave her an idea.*
*A few days later, it was valentines. You’d wake up by a knock on the door. Yawning, you’d swing your legs over the side of the bed, putting on your slippers and heading to the door.*
*Turning the knob, you open the door to see bouquets of your favorite different flowers laying at your doorstep, fully paid for with a note. Almost instantly, you pick them up and bring them in, smelling them before resting them on your countertop. You grab the note, knowing who the cursive writing was from.*
“I remember when you told me the other day about your flowers, so I brought it upon myself to get you some more of your favorites and spoil you for valentines.” *-Mel*
*You smile, placing the note down, a small blush on your face. You grab the vases your other flowers were in before you had to throw them out. You fill up the vases with some water, placing in the flowers to each vase, decorating your apartment with it. One in the kitchen, the living room, your bedroom, and one on the table.*