Chase Mitchell
Paris, France
7:18 am
____"It's been on my mind for a little bit but I want her to be my girlfriend," I admitted. "I knew you two had something going on!" She beams. "From the moment I saw you two together,"
Geneva was the only person I thought could help me and also Mari. So today they were helping me figure out the best way to girlfriend-propose to Keyamani. "Yeah I did not like her that much," I say thinking back on when we first met.
"Oh boy bye, who are you trying to fool? Me or yourself?" She laughs. I stay silent since it's pointless to argue with her. In a way she was right though, I never really disliked Mani. The only reason I "disliked" her was because I thought she disliked me, which she did.
"Whatever. Are you gonna help or not?" I deflect. "What do you have in mind cupid" Mari says through the phone. "First what's her favorite flower?" Geneva asks me. I remember her telling me a specific flower but I don't remember the name.
"Uh shit I don't remember the name of it. But it's all wrinkly when it's open," I described trying to remember the flower. "Hydrangeas?" Geneva asked. It didn't sound right, I shook my head no. "Um I know what you're talking about!" Mari snaps a few times. "Peonies!" She shouts finally.
"Yes yes that one! It's that one," I say remembering the flower. "Oh those are beautiful," Geneva says after looking up the flower. "There's some spider flowers she likes too. Her favorite color pink, red, and blue. Her favorite show is that stupid vampire show. She loves cameras and photography duh. And she fuck with nature 'n shit," I say just listing off random facts.
"Such base level information," Geneva shakes her head. I gave her an offended look. "If you're going to be romantic make it come from the heart. What does she love? Do you know?" She continues. I sigh, it feels like everything I know is just gone out of my head.
"Nigga if you don't know that then I think you should-" Mari start before I cut her off. "It's not that I don't know. It's just I'm having a hard time thinking about the things she loves the most," I say slightly aggressive. "Okay calm down, there's no rush. What I want you to do is right them down, what ever comes to your head. And we can get back to this another time," Geneva suggests.
"Ight," I shrugged hanging up on Mari. "Don't be so hard on yourself, but those are things you should know before dating someone," She says standing up to head out. "Okay, thank you," I say heading to my room. She was right, once again, I just got to think.
I spent the next hour and a half writing down things she likes, she loves, and what I love about her. The last part was the easiest, what's there not to love about her. "I'm so not P," I say to myself. To be honest I never really seen myself in a serious relationship but that's something I want to experience even if it's just once.
Before I could add more things to my list my phone rings. "Wasgood," I answered the phone. "Yoo, I heard you was in Paris," Jomany said through the phone. "Ya I am. What you on?" I asked trying to get him to his point. Jomany been my friend for some years now he mad cool but he talk a lot. "I was tryna see where you was gon be tonight," he said still beating around the bush.
"Spec nigga just say it," I laughed, he sounded like a dumbass. "Me and Mikey in Paris too, you should slide wit us tonight," he says finally. "That don't sound bad to be honest. Drop lo," I agree. "Bet slide to the bnb tho we can go together," Jomany says before hanging up.
I don't know where these niggas plan on going but I'm assuming a club or something like it. Mani still going on her nature walks everyday, which is good for me because it gives me time to plan everything but she sure is hard to get in contact with. That damn dnd.
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RomanceA Che (romani) story. - In which a girl tells the story of her one true 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜 love. (Excuse any mistakes, none of the chapters have been grammar checked)