So I come home today, as any good-natured single geek would on the 14th of Feb; six-pack in one hand, TV Dinner and Adam Sandler movie in the other. It's Valentine's Day again, and this is practically becoming tradition.

As I walk up to my apartment, I notice there's something tied to the door!

A red...ribbony...something...I wonder who it's from? Does everybody's door have one? Hmm, no. That's interesting...Try not to get too excited.

I get closer...huh, it's a thing of Hershey's Kisses, and a note's attached...


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     -- the staff of Villas at Homestead"