When we were done, I took her out for some ice cream, even if I couldn’t share in it. Allergies suck. As we were driving there, however, I got a little brave. I’d spent most of the winter ignoring my massive crush, and I decided to finally see what was going on in her love life. It turned out that the last day in America was February 7th exactly one week before Valentine’s Day, so I used it as an excuse to ask if she was doing something or, more importantly to me, if she was seeing someone.
That girl just looked at me with a pair of the saddest eyes I’d ever seen, and just said, “Oh my God, is it Valentine’s Day already?” She just shook her head, and looked out the window, and a bit of frustration just poured out. “It didn’t feel like New Year’s this year, or Christmas, or even Thanksgiving…” She just drifted off into an awkward silence, and that was the last that was said of it.
We got ice cream, headed home, and by then it was getting into the afternoon. I had promised to spend the afternoon my best friend, so I said my goodbyes to Caitlyn and I headed out.
But, I couldn’t get my mind off of what she had said.
Late that night, I was getting my home with my best friend and she knew my mind was on Caitlyn. She was fairly intuitive, and she asked if I wanted to give Caitlyn something for Valentine’s Day, and then offered that if I could get the gift to her before she left for work the next morning, then she’d drop it off at Caitlyn’s house.
I happily agreed, and headed out It took me three blocks to realize it was nearly 10 p.m. on a Wednesday night. It took another two blocks to realize I had to get the gift and have it delivered by 6:45 a.m. the next morning. After a bit of thought, I went to the one place I could think of that was open: 7-Eleven.
And then inspiration struck.