The Man Of My Dreams

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      "Um excuse me ma'am but I'm not your brother and I'm sorry but I'm too busy for fans."   I look at him and laugh. He may think I'm crazy but I think he is too.
      "Hahahah you is funny. I'm not your fan, I don't even know who you are. Also bro is a word people from beyond this land use to express a person in general. Well that's the way I use it anyways and I don't have proper grammar so don't get confused." He nods at me and I can tell he got it.
"So tell me who might you be."
"I'm Tengoku Kōfuku, someone who most fan over but I'm not interested in them."
       "Wow your like my hero."
       "Hmmm? So your like all the other girls just a little bit more interesting." I give him this look.
"Bro I admire you and all but I'm not going to chase or stalk you. And I'm not like them they are maniacs, and I'm crazy but crazy normal. I'm not accustomed to your culture and that's gonna make me stick out like a sore thumb." He looks me over and nods. I tug at my dress for a few minutes and get irritated.
"Argggg! STUPID DRESS U CANT FEEL MY LEGS ITS SO HEAVY. Aye I'm going to rip this turn around mr." He turns and I start to rip the dress. I don't have the metal on and the long underwear. I turn the dress into a shirt by tearing through the dress right below the stomach. I made a skirt up to my knees and a sweet blush came rushing in.
       "Ok you can turn around now."

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