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Ever Fallen in Love with Someone

Crunching Data

He sat at his office desk, everything would usually be neat an ordered. Today his desk was a mess. Crumpled paper was scattered around his office floor. He furiously wrote on his notepad. A calculator had been discarded, thrown against the far wall of his office. Its electronic guts lay everywhere, like the victim of some gruesome attack.

He stopped writing. Consulted the calendar in his hand. He let out an anguished moan, ripped up the page he was working on, rolled it into a ball and hurled it against the office door.

He sat motionless, staring into space. A new resolve arose within him. He looked around the desk at the chaos. Calmly he arranged the five calendars into order. He mumbled words of encouragement to himself, picked up his pen and once again stated scribbling away. The page was soon filled with numbers and symbols like a car crash of hieroglyphs that even Einstein could not comprehend.

He stopped and let out a sigh, this time a sigh of contentment. He composed himself and picked up his phone.

He dialled a number, awaiting a response. He began talking.

" Yes I'd like to buy sixteen hundred and forty roses please. Yes you heard right, sixteen hundred and forty, that's 1..6...4...0. Mainly red and some white," a sly thought crossed his mind "maybe some of those blue ones you can get as well. No, no scrub that, just the red and white ones". Suddenly a puzzled look spread across his face, "I will have to call you back," a pause followed "No this is most certainly not a hoax. Good day."

"Leap years. Did I include leap years?" He started pouring over the numbers again. He had to get this right.


A/N The number of the roses is just a guess, I just used the period of Miracles ( S3 ) til Series 8 as a timeframe although I'm sure he felt it long before.