Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24301343-20140424215601/@comment-25151516-20140504224151

"I suppose that, up until yesterday, I was just looking to give any girl I met a good time. I went to the Valentine's Day Prom with a pretty attractive girl, but it didn't really go anywhere. I never did think about my dream girl; her face, her bust, her height, or even personality, I just wanted to give any girl a fun time.

"I suppose it's because I was so focused on my performance in showing a good time that I never stopped to appreciate the girl for what she was doing to impress me. But yesterday, something in me changed. I saw how you took down those thugs, which was impressive enough as it was. But then I asked you to lunch. I started paying better attention to you. Instead of myself.

"Then the ballet. The way you moved, how much passion you put into it. I started thinking about how many more dancing talents you had. I started falling for you. Or did, cause we kissed. Then something in me didn't want you to leave.

"When it was time for us to go, I couldn't stop thinking about you as I laid in bed. I wanted to find you again. And what we did together last night...

"I dreamed about you. About us together on a beach, doing whatever we wanted with each other.

"I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that you're the first girl I've ever really dreamed about