When she asked for a rose bed there was this idea that, maybe, roses would be involved.

This guy had a way of surprising her in all the ways she didn’t quite expect. Even when she said “surprise me”
Even then, when she knew it was coming, he still had a way of coming up from behind in a way that wasn’t quite intentional.

“Surprise me” with any other guy in reference to Valentine’s day usually meant dinner with flowers at the front the door.

He’d come close, except the flowers were in her front yard.

She remembered saying once that she had always wanted a rosebed in her front yard; they weren’t even dating then.

So, in her front yard was a rosebed full of tulips, and from any other guy she’d of called him off for the twat he was being. Not him. He was different. It was like he knew he didn’t fit.

Even then, he didn’t fit in a way she didn’t quite expect.

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