Liath meticulously placed a flower down on the ground. He took a step back nodding at his work. The entire room was filled with all types of flowers, and every plushie that he could get his hands on, on such short notice. Everything had to be absolutely perfect. Gwen had been Liath's crush since they were children. They had their ups and downs but one thing rang true. Liath wouldn't give up on trying to woo her. Though he didn't care for flowers, such fragile things that really die after such a short period of time; nor did he particularly like plushies, but Gwen did.
Liath straightened the stones he had gathered for them, they sat amongst the wall of flowers and plushies. Right under the large "Gwen" made out of roses. He looked at everything once more and a sudden pang of nervousness crept into his mind. "what if she thinks this is creepy." he shook his head as if shaking the thought away. He checked his watch knowing Gwen would soon be there if she made it on time. He walked out the door closing it behind him and leaned on the wall next to him trying his best to look casual.