Episode NotesOn a cold Valentine's evening a young woman finds out she has a secret admirer, and they want more than just her heart... And they'll do ANYTHING to get it!Be Mine by Shane MigliavaccaBuy the new "Babysitter Massacre" book! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08P4ZF9LG/Get Cool Merchandise http://store.weeklyspookySupport us on Patreon http://patreon.com/IncrediblyHandsomeSupport Weekly Spooky by donating to their Tip Jar: https://tips.pinecast.com/jar/weekly-spookyContact Us/Submit a Storytwitter.com/WeeklySpookyfacebook.com/WeeklySpookyWeeklySpooky@gmail.comMusic by Ray Mattis http://raymattispresents.bandcamp.comProduced by Daniel WilderThis episode sponsored by HenFlix.comFor everything else visit WeeklySpooky.comTranscript:She’d just sat down on the bed, with the cat snuggling up next to her, when the knock at the door came. Blake looked over at her roommate Cassie, buried in her phone and closer to the door.“Door?” Cassie didn’t answer. “Nope, guess not.” Blake looked down at her cat, Dean. “Sorry buddy.” She stood, as the cat looked up at her completely disappointed. Blake crossed the small, messy dorm room as another knock came. “I got it.” “Huh?” Cassie mumbled. Opening the door, Blake was greeted by Maggie from down the hall. The girl beamed at her from behind a pair of thick glasses. “Here.” She thrust a pink heart shaped box at Blake.“Uh, thanks. I guess.” Blake said, taking the box. Maggie frowned. “It’s not from me. It was sitting on the table in the lobby with your name on it.”“Oh, thanks.” A box of candy… for her? There was nobody she could think of who’d do something like that. “Going to the Valentine’s dance tonight?” Maggie asked, before Blake could shut the door.“Nope, got a paper to finish.”“That sucks.”Blake shut the door. It really did suck, but not for the reason Maggie thought. She was struggling with the assignment, dragging her feet on it since day one. Now the deadline was looming. There was a pink envelope taped to the box’s front with Blake’s name written in glitter. Inside was a Valentine’s card with a cute cat on the front which read ‘Your purrrfect’. Underneath the card’s message was another, written in red ink. It read ‘Roses are red, violets are blue. I choose you. Meet me under the east bleachers at 8 pm’.“What’s that?” Cassie asked. “It’s alive.” Blake answered. “Huh?”Blake rattled the box. “Someone left me a Valentine's gift.”“You got a secret admirer.”“Guess so, they want me to meet them tonight, under the bleachers.” “Probably some townie rapists looking to assault a rich college girl.”“I’m not rich.”“They don’t know that. Pop that fucker open.” Cassie said, sliding forward on her bed. “Bet there’s a human heart inside.”“Nope, candies.” Blake answered, popping a chocolate into her mouth. “Damn.” Cassie groaned. “Gonna meet this mystery admirer?”“No time for love Dr. Jones. I’ve got a paper to finish.” Blake pet the cat, still lounging on her bed, before picking up her coat and book-bag. “I’m off to the library. Billy’s letting me in.”“Oh kinky.” Cassie laughed. “There’s your secret heart sender.”“Billy? I’m pretty sure he’s gay.” “Well, so are you.” Cassie stated.“It doesn't work that way. He doesn't have the kind of… parts I like.”Blake slipped on her coat, and rested the strap of the book-bag on her shoulder. “What about you, meeting Steve at the dance?” Cassie’s gaze drifted over to her phone lying on the bed next to her. “Naw, he’s busy tonight. Just gonna chill here with the cat and some TV.”“Oh, sorry. I knew you were looking forward to it.” A smile crept across Cassie’s face. “Hey, we could go together.” Blake could see the hopeful look in her friend’s eyes, which made what she had to say painful.“I’m sorry… I-I wish I could.” She said. “If I don’t hunker down and finish this paper… I can’t screw up. My parents sacrificed a lot to get me here.”She could feel her heart start to beat a bit faster as she imagined going back home after flunking out… the disappointment etched into