"No wonder Caroline wouldn't fall in love with me." He grumbled as he walked away. "I look like a train wreck." Richard pulled what could be called a window shade and took his nightshirt off. He couldn't help doing a few cheesy muscle moves in the mirror. He stopped and changed into one of his usual black outfits. "Great, I'm turning into Del."
Richard sat on his bed and picked up his folder. His brow furrowed. He didn't really feel like going into work today, but it was close to valentines day. Maybe he could show Caroline his letter. He took it out and examined it. It was now dog-eared and torn. He closed his eyes and made a descision. Does Richard-
Please sir, can i have some more?