SWMRS imagines

grunge mom makes me weak

You and Cole have been dating for a while, and today is your one year anniversary.

You've been struggling all day on choosing which weave to wear, and how to beat your ugly ass face.

You finally settle on a blonde weave, and use your new Kat Von D Lock It 24 Hour Full Coverage Sweatproof Bulletproof Bitchslapproof Foundation.

You hear a knockin at your door and open it to your lil Cole.

"Babe, you look amazing," he kisses your cheek.

"Oh your makeup rubbed off," he wipes it off his lips.

"Kat Von D better have my money," you roll your eyes.

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Arriving at the restaurant, you order a basic ass meal.

Men can't see you eat!!

"I'm so happy I'm with you," he smiles.

"I'm happy too! Happy one year."

"I tweezed my pubes just for you, sweetheart," he smiles warmly.

Everything he does makes you tingle down there.

Or it might be your crabs.

After dinner, you both take a stroll down the park, his hand on your waist.

"Baby, could I show you something special?"

"Oh? Okay!"

You were nervous... maybe it was a ring?

He makes a shortcut through a dark part of the forest, and takes you to a beautiful waterfall.

"Oh, Cole! It's perfect!"

"It's my favorite spot. Away from everyone."

You smile and kiss him, your arms around his neck.

You feel a jab in your stomach.

Must be butterflies, you think.

You separate from the kiss, looking down.

Grunge mom has stabbed you.