Mystery Guy || Cassidy
This is Cassidy, right?
Yes. But who's this?
You will find out soon enough.
But I want to know now.
Just remember this...
Remember what? You didn't say anything.
Keep your head up princess, your tiara is falling.
Did you really try to comfort me with that line?
Well. Is it working?
What do you think? No, it's not.
What can I do to comfort you?
There is one thing you can do...
And that is what?
Stop texting me. I don't even know who you are.
Just give me time and you will find out soon enough.
I know, You've told me that already.
Then I guess you better start believing it. Princess.
Don't call me that.
Only if you give me a good explanation. Not like the 'I'm not a princess' excuse.
It brings up some memories I would not like to indulge in right now. Or at all.
Got it. I will remember that. Dont worry, I'll think of a different nickname.
Don't bother. I don't mind Cassidy.
Everyone calls you that. I want to be different.
That's kinda the point. Besides I still don't know you.
You already know the response to that.
Yep. I'll get the answer soon enough.
Correct. Don't forget that. I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon.
No matter how much I beg?
Yes. Because you will warm up to me.
Doubt it.
This might contradict what I just said.
How?
I have to go to bed. Its getting late.
Fine by me. Goodnight.
Good night. Remember to keep your head up. The tiara that belongs on top of it, is falling.
Go to bed. Mystery man. You are annoying me.
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Mr. Pick-Me-Upper
Short StoryCompleted. "Keep your head up Princess, your tiara is falling." "Did you really try to comfort me with that line?" "Well. Is it working?" "What do you think? No, it's not." ••• When Cassidy graduated high school she never thought anyone would...