I come home to find my bed covered in roses, with a bouquet, chocolates, and a card. I then find you hiding in the roses, after you’ve shrunken yourself down to surprise me in hopes of being my Valentine. I move you out, and make you watch as I pick apart the roses trying to see if I’ll eat you, or leave you be. But of course, in the end, I eat you and enjoy the chocolates gifted to me as well. The burps that you cause are oh, so satisfying.