Anastasia rolled her eyes at the taped up letter and dahlias on the front door. She took it off and opened it, putting her bag on the door.
don't rolled your eyes again, i know you did beautiful
She rolled her eyes again.
hi beautiful. you said that you'd happily celebrate valentine's day if i didn't spend a dollar...so technically i didn't. i already picked out your favorite outfit. it's on your bed.
love, p.j
Anastasia shook her head at her boyfriend as she opened the door to the apartment and walked in. She said hi to Paul and Sally before heading to the guest room. Sure enough, nearly on her bed was her favorite "outfit." Really it was just Percy's favorite t-shirt—which is her favorite but he always steals it from her (although she's not complaining since she always gets it back smelling like him)—and a pair of the most comfortable shorts imaginable, their just a little short.
On top of the clothes were another letter and singular rose. She changed before picking it up.
To, my beautiful.
hi again. you look beautiful. go ahead and take your makeup off and get my blanket that you insist stealing every night. just one more letter.
