Owen || Cassidy
I made a huge mistake yesterday. I know I did. So I would like to make it up to you. That is if you would allow me too.
I don't know Owen.
I'm sorry Cassidy.
What bugs me is that when I said it was me, you didn't believe me.
I know, and I would like to make it up to you.
How?
You'll see. I just need to ask a few things from you.
They are?
For you to forgive me and to move on to a more happy conversation.
Sure. I could do that.
Oh. I also want to know your favorite types of candy and flower.
That's not suspicious at all.
Please?
Fine. I like pretty much anything chocolate and m&ms. - common favorite, I know. Here it is going to get really cliché, roses are my favorite flower. Any color, I just really like roses.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
You're welcome. Are you going to tell me what you need that for?
Nah.
And that is what I thought.
Sorry, sweetheart.
Look at that.
What?
That nickname is starting to grow on me. I kind of like it now.
I'm glad.
Me too. I want a nickname for you. I think I said that before.
I'm not too sure. But why not? You can come up with one.
Alright. Just doubling checking -- you have brown hair right?
Unless, it magically got dyed, then yeah.
No need to be a smarty. For now your nickname is going to be Chocolate.
Ew. That is so unoriginal. I don't like it.
I thought you would say that. I will come up with a better one. Don't worry. Besides princess isn't a very creative one.
Hey! I thought it was.
It's used a lot. But it's a good start.
Thats better.
Just you wait. My nickname for you will be out of this world.
Can't wait.
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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...