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["my funky valentine"]

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["my funky valentine"]

   "So are you going to tell me what you bought me for Valentine's Day or do I have to wait till I see you?" I speak in a hushed tone down the line to Jack.

"Who said anything about waiting?" He replies.

"What do you mean?" I express confused while lifting myself up from my bed.

"I might have sent it out to your house and it should arrive within the hour..." He definitely knows how to keep me surprised.

"Oh my god, Jack you are amazing..." Before I could finish my words the doorbell cuts my speech off.

"Was that what I think it was?" Jack hears my joy.

"I think so... I'll call you back and tell you if I approve." I speak formally while ending the phone call. Heading downstairs I open the door and am greeted with Dylan, Hayley's boyfriend.

"Oh, Dylan. How are you?" I speak unimpressed as what I thought was awaiting me on the other side of the door was a gift of love from Jack.

"I'm good, just stopped by to drop this off for Hayley." He speaks while holding a large canvas underneath his shoulders.

"Oh how sweet I think she will love that. Whatever it is." I press my hands against my heart as I hear my sister's footsteps make their way down the stairs.

"Hey baby." She welcomes him inside as he prepares her gift.

"Hayley I want you to take this as a token of love and affection for you..." Dylan humbly speaks.

"Oh my god yay it's big!" Hayley expresses in joy. Nice to see where her priorities are. Taking a swift step back our parents join us in the hallway while Hayley is unwrapping her canvas which display a portrait of them both half naked cuddling.

"It's not all about the size of the present Hayley, it's always the thought that counts. Wow that is something." I utter speechless halting my words.

"Oh you gotta put a black light on it, it looks awesome." Dylan speaks as I raise my eyebrows.

"Dylan I didn't know you could paint?" My mother utters to the side of me.

"Oh I can't. I did it through a program that makes photos into paintings." From his response I give my mother an alarming glare.

"Oh so you two actually did that?" My mother grits her teeth as she displays a fake smile. Hayley and Dylan both nod in unison as I sigh to myself.

"Let's go and put this over my bed!" Hayley speaks but her happiness is short lived when my mother grabs the painting from her hands.

"Oh I don't think so, I'll just take that I think." Dylan and Hayley both head into the kitchen as me and my parents stare lifelessly at the painting before us.

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