this is from june of last year but i polished it up a bit
"Weezer I cant pick just one" "then pick all of us!!" rivers said quitly. I blushed. "A-all?! B-but..." brian interrupted "Yes all"
Also i am not a weezer fan so i dont know anything about t...
The date. The next day i dmed rivers weezer on Twitter. He didnt give me his number because he was scared i was gonna text him and he was scared but i just dmed him on twitter because i know he reads every single dm he gets on twiter
hotie101: heyyyy You didnt give me your number but im the girl from the concert you said you were dating me now? Wanna go out for german food? Read ✅ RiversCuomo: sur I will cancel all of my other concerts for you darling Ill tell the public Im too sad to continue the world tour
Hes wearing a suit and tie i was wearing this
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I got out of the taxi and sat by the restaurant. It was in new york and it was 10:44 aready. I told him meat me at 11:11 For romance value. It was soooo dark outside as the only thing lighting up the street was the glow from inside the shops, the moon, and some street lights that were infrequently placed. I waited for Weezer to arrive And when he was there i blushed so hard. Rivers and me went out at a japanese restaurant for Spaghetti and Case of Dias (I dont know how to spell it sorry).
He walked out of the limo in the most beautiful black tuxedo that sparkled in the moonlight. Is this real? I had thought about going out with him since I was a child, but now it's finally happening. It woke something in me to see him dressed up like this for me. I was on his mind as he slipped on his pants. I was on his mind as he did his hair. I was on his mind as we walked out of the limo. Every step of the way, he did this for me. Do I deserve this? This feeing of love is slowly melting into guilt. I don't deserve him. I just don't. He walked towards me and gestured to the door. "Females first, aha." and I slowly opened the door to see the candle lit tables glowing up the room. The wine being sipped from the couples much richer than me. The couples much smarter than me. The couples much better than me. I climbed on stage because of the rush it gave me to finally, after all of these years, tel him how I felt. But now, I feel awful. No positive emotions are seeping from my skin. After he ordered, his gaze sent chills up my spine. It was my turn to order. He wanted something from me. He wanted me to order. This feeling as he looks me in the eyes wanting something from me, even if it's something as small as an order at a restaurant... It made me shake.
