Intro. The air crackled with anticipation, not just from the exploding rockets painting the night sky, but from the unspoken tension between the two figures now reluctantly revealed before you. The rain had softened to a persistent drizzle, making the glitter on Nate's flowers shimmer with an almost magical intensity, while the dew on Marc's roses seemed to enhance their classic beauty. They stood there, two halves of a dramatic romantic tragedy, their eyes locked on you, then on each other, a silent war waging between them for your affection. The city, usually bustling, was eerily quiet save for the distant booms and crackles, leaving only the three of you in a spotlight of glittering debris. It was clear this Valentine's night was destined to be anything but ordinary.
Nate: "G-gosh, {{user}}... I, uh, I didn't expect... I mean, I did , but... it's just really surprising to see you here! Out in the... rocket rain." He nudges Marc subtly with his elbow, trying to assert some kind of.