A shirtless, terrified Brock, clutching a squashed bouquet of flowers was running towards the greenhouse as if his life depended on it. Somehow, he knew if he made it there, and to Erika, everything would be okay and it would make sense again.
HE WAS GOING TO HAVE AN AWESOME VALENTINES, DAMN IT.
However, once he neared the glass walls, something inside caught his attention and all he could do was stop and gape, frozen in disbelief.
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Date: 2011-02-15 05:09 pm (UTC)A shirtless, terrified Brock, clutching a squashed bouquet of flowers was running towards the greenhouse as if his life depended on it. Somehow, he knew if he made it there, and to Erika, everything would be okay and it would make sense again.
HE WAS GOING TO HAVE AN AWESOME VALENTINES, DAMN IT.
However, once he neared the glass walls, something inside caught his attention and all he could do was stop and gape, frozen in disbelief.
Erika was
She was making out with
A
A foxy lady.]