And they've started a war.
Let me show you the first battle. Hereafter, the two boys fighting for my friend's attention will be known as Thing 1 and Thing 2. Now, Thing 1 thought he had it good. He did everything right, got a couple smooches, and sent flowers to show her his love and devotion. Basically, he was leading the race by a landslide, and the flowers were absolutely beautiful.
Enter Thing 2.
He didn't just send flowers. No, he drove three hours to secretly put a bouquet in her room. He spoke to her for just long enough for her roommate to get the flowers into her room without her knowing, and then he left, driving three hours back because he had to work in the morning. Mysterious, Thing 2, very mysterious. Then my good friend walked into her room and saw the flowers he brought.
Now, you tell me who won this flower battle:
On the right are the flowers from Thing 1. The giant of a bouquet is from Thing 2.
In my opinion, this the victory belongs without question to Thing 2. But that's just me.
