41-Who sent me roses?

Ashley

"So how was your date, yesterday?" I heard Emily ask while I yawned, reaching out to open the fridge.

"It was fine." I promptly answered, retrieving a jug filled to the brim with cold clean water. I dropped it on the table while advancing towards a rack where I kept my cups.

"Fine? That's too vague. Give me the details." she pressured while chopping cucumbers into a white round bowl. 

"There are no details, the diner was beautiful and romantic. Mason was amazing and nice. " I responded with my hands pressed around the handle of the jug, slanting it so it could be poured directly into the cup. 

"I expected you to tell me what you ate, drank, and how romantic it was. You aren't keeping the juicy stuff all to yourself, are you?" Emily stated while crunching hard on a cucumber slice that she had popped into her mouth.

"We ate roasted chicken and drowned a bottle of wine. " I answered.