Valentine's Day

Set upon his bike, Jack turned up the drive of a friend he hadn't visited in awhile. His clothes were grey, and dusty, like the cases slung on either side of his seat; as more of a whim than a plan, he hadn't bothered with leathers.

Even so, the cases had been set with exceeding care, and it was with similar care that he unpacked them to reveal a box of midnight hue and a slightly bedraggled bouquet. With those in one arm, he carefully made his way up to the front door with a careful eye for any who might be looking on.