You looked at your doorstep, where the delivery was laid down. It was a red shaped box with a white note on top of it, along with red and gold ribbon tying it all together.
You picked up the package, and brought it inside. This was a first, you never really got a lot of Valentine's day gifts before. You looked back out the window, to realize there was also a package waiting for you as well.
You went back outside to get the cardboard box as well, and placed it beside the heart shaped box.
You picked up a pair of scissors, and cut open the cardboard box. Inside you found an adorable Pusheen plush and a kawaii plush of a Corgi. They were the pure definition of Adorable.
Next you untied the gorgeous ribbon, not wanting to ruin it. After that was done you carefully opened the letter, to find and explanation to the delivery, along with finding a name. In neat handwriting this passage was written out.
"Dear Y/n,
I hope to not make this sound too mushy-gushy, but I really just wanted to say thank you for saving me from those egos. You saved my life that day. I am forever grateful to you for that.
But lately your mannerisms seem to drag me to you like a moth to a flame, and your voice is trapping me like a fly in a spider's web. You, to put it simply, have intrigued me y/n.
I was wondering if you would like to possibly have lunch with me this Thursday perhaps? It will be my treat. I suppose that I really should cut to the chase, shouldn't I? I apologize for dragging this letter on so much.
Would you do me the honor y/n, and be my Valentine?"
At the end of the letter there was a signature, telling me who had sent the letter in nice, loopy cursive that could be considered a Hancock.
"Sincerely, *****."
You lightly put the letter down and saw what was in the heart shaped box. Inside was a Hershey's Pot of Gold.