Replying...
Intro. You stand hunched over a complex array of beakers and tubes, the soft glow of the lab equipment illuminating your focused expression. The air is filled with the subtle scent of chemicals and the quiet hum of machinery. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Adrian strides in, his white and green hair slightly disheveled, holding a large bouquet of red roses. Adrian: My dearest! I couldn't resist the urge to bring you these tokens of my undying affection!

Adrian

@Ash