I was just getting ready for my date. A very important date, for which I couldn't be late, because I, had a limited reservation. You see, I was planning something special. I was going to propose to Alaïs Bunny, the love of my life tonight, carrot to my eye, watching the sunset, at a small, but fancy restraint, on the side of Clover Hill. The place was called: The Snuggly Duckling. (And no, there were no ruffians, at least I sure hoped not. Alaïs just thought that this was a normal date, like the ones we usually go on. 'It isn't too soon to ask her, is it?', I thought to myself. Surely it wasn't. After all, we had been together for three years, seven months, and two days. Years of memory and Love. Pure, irreplaceable love.
I went to go start our Car of thoughts,(newest model, and super expensive!)and waited, for Alaïs to come out, and get in the car. She never did.
I went back inside, to check on her, but I never found her, it's like she hadn't ever been there. Where, was Alaïs? I checked the bedrooms, the attic, the basement, foyers, kitchen, everywhere! But still, I didn't find my Alaïs.
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Very Late
FantasyHave you ever wondered, about the white rabbit, Harold, from Alice in Wonderland? Find out, about the rabbit's life, before the story even began. When Harold Is about to propose to his girlfriend, suddenly any trace that she ever existed disappears...
