A pink rose and a blue ribbon
Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers at all, in any way... Well in posters and VCDs yep but owning it... NOPE! Wish to...
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He twirled a pink rose nervously. The blue ribbon he had tied on it came loose, falling to the floor. He picked it up and tied it tighter around the stem of the pink flower. He had made sure that all the thorns were removed from the rose stalk making it real smooth.
Listening carefully, he deduced that no one was in the room. No he didn't care that he was breaking Rule 470-B 'Cadet's will not enter another cadet's room without permisson'. But he did care if he got caught.
Looking around, he was sure no one was around. No one should see what he was doing. He stood in front of the door, activating the motion sensors intstalled in it. The door opened with a quiet 'Wsssh' sound. He was right- no one was in the room. The room was both loud and soft, nright and mellow, messy and neat. One side was unbelievably messy, cds were strewn across the bed like no body's buisness, a retro walkman lay next to the collection of audio discs. On the other side of the room was the complete contrast, it was neat. The bed made neatly, pop cds stacked on a desk. No shoes flung onto the bed, no socks on the floor.
He made his way towards the neater, softer side. Placing the rose on the poink duvet, he tightened the ribbon one more time, before going out.
A message scrawled on the ribbon: I love you.
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