It was two days after Valentines day. She said nothing to him on the day which is probably a bad thing. She was usually very vocal about things like this.

He walked through the door to her apartment she shared with her mom. His hands were shaking as he held the single rose he got her. He knocked on the door frame announcing his presence. She came floating down the stairs wearing a red tank top that stopped right above her naval and tight blue skinny jeans. Her hair in its customary ponytail. She stopped short at the last step putting her hand on her hip.

"What's the point of knocking if you're just gonna come in anyway?" she said looking at him. He gave her a small croocked smile and held out the rose.

"I know its late but, here." he said, disregarding her previous statement. She walked over to him and took the rose. She walked over to the kitchen and put the rose in a vase with water. "Sorry I forgot Valentines day. Our first one and I forget how typical. The point is I'm really sorry Arty. Please forgive me?"

She pursed her lips and took his hand leading him towards the window seat on the other side of the apartment. She sat him down and sat on the side putting her legs over his lap. She looked at his puppy dog face and smiled. "How can I stay mad at a face like that?" she said and immediately his face broke into a grin. He grew bold and kissed her. She kissed back as if everything was normal. They separated and she wiped the remainder of her red lipstick off her lips and his. "Next time though be more creative than a rose. Its so played out." she said and he just grinned.