This totally just popped into my head as I was going to sleep and it was too perfect to pass up.
After a long day of classes I walk into Windsor house and open the door of my room to find it overflowing with flowers. Roses, pansies, lilacs, bluebells, every kind of flower you could find in the northern hemisphere covering my bed, coating the floor, drowning my desk, and hanging from the ceiling, I can't even see the chairs. I lean against the doorframe and sigh. A passing Dwight peeks over my shoulder,
"Looks like someone loves you."
"How am I going to tell them?"
"Tell them what?"
"That I'm straight."
I'm not sure if I'll write more, guess I'll go off reviews.
