Aaron Verlice, the charismatic and talented quarterback of the university's football team, has always been known for his precision on the field and his charm off it. But few people know about his secret passion - art. Aaron's sketches and paintings...
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DISCLAIMER: THIS AUTHOR IS HAVING A DIFFICULT TIME FANGIRLING OVER HER FAVORITE CELEBRITY. PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT THERE IS NO INTENTION TO SEXUALISE THE CELEBRITY. IT IS STRICTLY IN THE MOMENT OF FANGIRLING OVER THE IDOL. (please, i am only a human:)
I knew my snowflake had been drowning in assignments and exams lately. She had hardly had a moment to catch her breath, let alone spend time with me. But today, I was taking charge. I was determined to whisk her away for some much-deserved entertainment.
I stood outside my snowflake's dorm room, clutching a bouquet of beautiful white roses. I knocked on the door, feeling a mixture of excitement and anticipation. A moment later, the door opened, revealing Blair.
Blair greeted me with a knowing smile, as though she had been expecting me. "You're here early," she teased, stepping aside to let me in. "Excited to sweep your snowflake off her feet, huh?"
I chuckled, feeling a flicker of nervous energy in my stomach. "You know me too well," I replied, walking into the room. "I just want to make sure I make the most of the time we have together. Besides," I added, a sly smile on my lips, "I have to arrive at the concert venue earlier. Can't have my snowflake missing out on a second of the entertainment, if you know what I mean."
Blair chuckled, shaking her head. "You never do things by halves, do you?" she said, clearly amused by my eagerness.
I shrugged, feigning innocence. "When it comes to my snowflake, I make sure everything is perfect," I replied, glancing around the room. "Where is she, by the way? Hiding from me?"
Blair laughed, clearly enjoying my playful banter. "No, she's getting ready. Should be out any minute," she said, gesturing towards the closed bathroom door.
I took a seat on a nearby chair, trying to appear casual, although I was anything but. My heart was racing with anticipation, a mix of excitement and nervousness swirling inside me. As I sat on the chair, waiting for my snowflake, I suddenly felt a soft weight land on my lap. I looked down and saw Cookie, my snowflake's beloved bunny, hopping onto my legs.
Cookie nuzzled against me, as if sensing my anticipation. I couldn't help but smile at the sight, petting his soft fur gently. The bunny's presence was strangely comforting, and it helped to calm my nerves a little. I glanced towards the bathroom door, eagerly awaiting my snowflake's appearance.
The seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity as I waited. But finally, the bathroom door creaked open, and my snowflake emerged. The sight of her took my breath away. She looked beautiful in a simple yet stylish outfit, her hair perfectly done. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw me, clearly not expecting me to be there already.
"You look gorgeous," I managed to say, the sight of her leaving me momentarily speechless. I stood up, still holding Cookie in my arms, and stepped towards her.
Her cheeks flushed a soft pink, and she ducked her head shyly. "Thank you," she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips. "You look good too."
I chuckled, my heart swelling with affection for her. "Just 'good'?" I teased, pretending to look offended, "You can do better than that, snowflake. I look spectacular, and you know it."
