wtf you already have the love story I dream of :’( can I ask how you met your man?👀
Omg, hahaha. It does feel like a dream come true quite often !! And its totally fine to ask ^~^ this is a little long though aoskgjdth because the words must do justice to this encounter :’ ))
He was in the same english class as me in the early fall last year when school resumed, and when he first walked in i thought he was the cutest boy ive ever seen, ahaha … and i didnt even know what to do ?? I told myself that theres no way, because someone as good looking as him had to have a girlfriend right ?? But then i told myself to not make assumptions loool but my scared self didnt do anything for a good three weeks so he didnt know about my existence for a good three weeks
On a saturday morning, my mum wanted to go to the mall by my uni. So she met me there and she was my ride home so i had to !! Because im not one for going to malls or shopping places. Then we walked into a store together and she told me to apply there. As a college student in desperate need of $$$, i did, and on the way out i saw a really … familiar … man ….. working there … and it was the cute guy from my english class in the distance and you can bet i ran out of that store so fast LOL. I didnt want him to see me idk why it wasnt like he knew me askdfjg
Then after my english class i saw him and another classmate talking outside the building, and i left class for a long while afterwards since i was crying over my quiz i didnt do the reading on … and there he was … Third time is TRULY the charm because if i ran into him that many times then the universe is telling me to courage up ! So i went up to him and asked him how the quiz was … you know, as a starter … then i introduced myself HAHA. I awkwardly brought up how i say him working at x store, and he wondered why i knew that alkgsjhd i bet he thought i was stalking him and i was so embarrassed. So after that i didnt talk to him for a week or even look at him no matter how cute he was LMAO.
But i waited for him after a week outside of class to ask him how he did on the essay (lmao go me for making excuses to talk to him) and when we talked it was normal, tHEN i asked for his number lmAOAKFJSGFDF jeez. I mean i got it !! And we texted. I was so happy and i texted him during my philosophy class, but then my teacher handed out condoms to the class and i told him about it and he responded with, really, “wtf lmao”
So i thought i deterred him away from my silly self, but then we texted a lot as friends and he said out of no where after like two weeks of us texting as friends, “imma go to target for my dads bday present lool” sO I HOPPED ON THIS OPPORTUNITY AND ASKED HIM IF I CAN TAG ALONG AKSJGD AND HE SAID YES
Then rather than only going to target, we ended up going to this fast food place afterwards and spent the entire day/night together. Next plan was seeing a movie in a week and a half, and after that we went stargazing and when he drove me back to my home (which is fr thirty min away from his) he gave me a hug saying “thanks for the great day, i hope you had fun.” And i died. I told myself, dang theres no way that he dOESNT like me … right ?? But i still doubted myself. We stayed after hours often on the weekdays at this high stargazing spot. We would sit in the back of his car, where his trunk would be open, and talk about many things in life. How things were before we met, and our personal goals for the future. So we really bonded a LOT by doing this. ANYWAY,
And i thought he was so good to even be with me so i convinced myself to stay friends. But no kidding the day after i was settled on being good friends with this guy he confessed to me at our normal stargazing spot and we started to date the next day, making it official at that stargazing spot.
So that place means a lot to me and we still visit it to this day : )
Okay well tbh i felt like he kept on curving me, but i was so persistent and a try hard to get him, and it was worth it because were still together to this day and we love each other very much ^~^ all my fluff in my stories are because of him, ahaha, so i hope it is transferred well into prose ! So definitely make the first move if theres a person youre interested in : )) it may be worth it
//Rocket has swiped many things in his past and one of those things is a small music box. It's small enough to fit in his little paws perfectly and yet seems to goes on and on when winded up to its fullest. It's a sad little melody (//I'll figure out what it actually is someday) but whatever memories they conjure up for him, it does seem to eventually bring a small smile to his face when he snaps out of it. He likes to just sit or lay down somewhere, let it play and just get lost in the tune. Like all thugs on the run, Rocket can't afford to get attached to materialist things but he seems to treasure this little box a lot and keeps it close so he doesn't lose it or have it stolen/taken from him.
//Groot finds the tune pleasant. He'll pick Rocket up and cradles him in his arms when Rocket gets in one of those moods because he knows it's not much of a happy memory for his little buddy. Or just sit down next to him and share the moment if the little critter doesn't want to be cradled.
//Groot's about the only other living being who knows how Rocket got the thing or his connection to it; or at least the closest to an honest answer since Rocket would just make up answers if and when others ask him about it--if Rocket will even let anyone else see him with the thing, that is. So if you do ever see him in that particular mood, know that you've either earned a great deal of Rocket's trust or walked in on something very personal.
//hc on the hc that Rocket actually hides it in one of the tight spaces inside one the many of Groot's intertwining nooks and notches. lol And of course Groot makes sure he doesn't lose it while it's in his care.
