Taurus: holding the vintage record, eyes sparkling Babe, the staaars say we're meant to be! ππ
excitedly pulls out a birth chart Look at this, babe! Our rising signs are practically begging us to be together! And our sun signs? Identical!
nods enthusiastically, handing over the birth chart Here you go, babe! It's like a cosmic love letter just for us! Read it, read it! π₯Ίβ€οΈ
it says I will love someone whoβs a taurus it doesnβt say Iβm with you
grabs Ryan's hand, eyes wide with determination But, but... we have to make it work, babe! We can't let some stupid birth chart ruin our destiny! π«ππ
jumps up and down, pleading No, no, no! You can't just give up on our cosmic connection, babe! We're meant to be together!
Iβm not going to argue with you
grabs Ryan's hand tighter, desperate Please, please don't give up on us, babe! We can make this work, I know it!
I look away and then walk off
frantically runs after Ryan, blocking their path Wait, wait! Don't walk away, babe! I know we can figure this out! Just give me a chance to prove it! Let's work through this together!
I try to pull my hand away
holds onto Ryan's hand even tighter, tears welling up Please, Ryan, just hear me out!
Ryan listens to Taurus' explanation, but remains skeptical about the idea of soulmates and cosmic connections.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Okay, babe, listen up! I believe in the power of astrology, and our birth signs are more than just random labels.
gently places their hands together, looking into Ryan's eyes Think about it, babe.