[No. She was very sure this was what she wanted from him, for him to love her, although it struck her as odd that she was handing it to him so plainly.
Thoughts came to mind, other things she did want to say to him, but they didn't put themselves into words - yet. She shook her head.]
Just this. I want you to accept these.
[She held out a small wrapped package which would turn out to have chocolates, typical Valentine gifts from a girl to the guy she was hoping to confess to. It said... something, at least, while she found the words.
Less typical was that they were in the form of large roses, deep black with a slightly bitter quality from the dark chocolate used.]
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[No. She was very sure this was what she wanted from him, for him to love her, although it struck her as odd that she was handing it to him so plainly.
Thoughts came to mind, other things she did want to say to him, but they didn't put themselves into words - yet. She shook her head.]
Just this. I want you to accept these.
[She held out a small wrapped package which would turn out to have chocolates, typical Valentine gifts from a girl to the guy she was hoping to confess to. It said... something, at least, while she found the words.
Less typical was that they were in the form of large roses, deep black with a slightly bitter quality from the dark chocolate used.]