Anniversary

Scroll a road that draws itself past every date that mattered — the ask waits at the end.

Opens in the dark. Strike a match, then choose the courses by candlelight.

A cinema they can’t leave: the only two free seats are next to each other.

The camera flies across a city and drops a pin on the place. The invite’s under it.

They blow at their phone to put the candles out — and one keeps relighting.

They plan the date — every choice quietly overruled — then it prints a pass.