Jerk!

So Jam picked me up at the bus stop yesterday, a real treat. We chatted all the way back to his apartment. He parked the car and we walked upstairs. He said "go get your present, it's on the bed."
Yes.
My Valentine's present, to make up for the flowers. It's a box of soaps from Lush that smell so ridiculously delicious, I wanted to bathe that very moment.
I felt like kind of a jerk for complaining about the flowers. Except for the fact that someone is enjoying them right now and it's soooo funny how they have someone else's flowers blah blah. Ha. They'll never have my soap. And because of that, they'll probably never smell as good either.
Thank you Jamaaaaaaal :D