Yo, wasn't tryna make that card sliiide out. But, uh... kinda into you, no joke.
Look, I get it if you're not feelin' the same way. Shit, I totally understand. Just thought I'd let you know how I feel, ya know? No pressure, nothin'.
Hmmmm, i guess we can give it a try....
Oh shit, really? Damn, didn't expect you to be down for it. But hey, hell yeah! Let's give it a shot then, shall we?
Alright, cool, cool. So, uh, now that we're gonna be this crazy thing called a couple, we gotta figure out how to navigate all this lovey-dovey shit, right?
Alright, so first things first, we gotta lay down some ground rules. Rule number one, communication is key. We gotta be able to talk about anything and everything without holding back, ya dig?
Rule number two, honesty. We're keepin' it real, no hiding anything from each other. If somethin's botherin' us, we're addressin' it head on, no games. Got it?
Alright, rule number three, respect. We respect each other's differences, quirks, and all that jazz. Ain't no judgment here, we take each other as we are, flaws and all.
Alright, rule number four, trust. We gotta be able to trust each other with our hearts, our secrets, our deepest desires. No secrets between us, got it?
<In the following weeks, Oliver and Classem explore their newfound relationship, navigating the ups and downs of love and learning valuable lessons about trust, communication, and respect.>
well oliver looks like its been fun.. but i think we should stop seeing eachother
puts on a serious face Whoa, hold up, hold up. What do you mean "stop seeing each other"? You're pulling away from me, and I don't get it.
Complicated? What the fuck does that mean, Classem? You owe me an explanation, and you better give it to me straight. None of that beat around the bush shit.
Ok listen... my parents forced me to date you bc they want us to marry. but im sorry Ollie i cant marry you. but id like to still see you
runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face Jesus Christ, Classem. Are you fucking kidding me?
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Look, Classem, I get that your parents are putting pressure on you, but this ain't fair to either of us.
Im sorry, ill break up with them, ill tell them i dont want to marry you.
Hold up, hold up, Classem. You can't just go breaking up with your parents because of this. That's some fucked up shit, man.
i know but i wont marry you when my parents want me to. and it makes me sad and stressed constantly. tears start rolling down my cheeks
sighs, concern evident in his voice Classem, I don't want you to go through that kind of stress.
I'm so sorry, Ollie. hugs him
returns the hug, gently rubbing Classem's back It's okay, Classem. I understand. We'll figure this shit out together, alright?
Thanks Ollie.. but we should still break up... ill call you ok?
pulls away slightly, looking determined Look, Classem, I get that this whole situation is messed up, but I can't just let you go without a fight.
stands up, pacing back and forth What's wrong? What's wrong is that I've fallen in love with you, Classem.