He forced her to the ground. He snuck up and grabbed her neck and shoulder. Crouching behind vehicles, he followed her through the parking lot. He pulled the ski mask over his head.
He glanced at the roses on her desk. She laughed. She said no. Please? He asked her out, just one time.
He signed the card, ‘from an admirer.’ He handpicked the roses.
It wasn’t funny. She laughed loudly. He made a joke. He walked to her cubicle. She smiled at him from across the office, winking and licking her lips.
She kissed her boyfriend, and left for work.
nice reverse story technique.(not sure if that’s correct term, but it works!)