I fell in love instantly

Fate? Coincidence? Both?

"Good night, night vale. Good night" I sing-song my daily phrase and shut my mike off, ready to pack up for the day. I pull on my jacket, as the weather has been pretty freaky lately, as I reported the weather today I heard thunder in a crystal blue sky. I grab my suitcase and stare sadly at the empty intern station as I pass. The only people other than me at the station have been station management, and they're not even vaguely humanoid.

As I stroll down the street towards my apartment, I look up at the sky as clouds roll in from nowhere. I sigh- it'll be a long night.

I gasp sharply as I bump into someone I've never seen before. He's wearing a lab coat, with dark gold skin and beautiful chocolate eyes. He has... perfect... perfect hair. I get the overwhelming urge to run my fingers through it. I push it away and help him pick up the papers he dropped in the collision.

Once he's gathered them up safely, stick out my hand.

"Hi!" I grin "I'm Cecil Palmer, the voice of night vale."

He introduces himself quizzically and somewhat cautiously. "I'm Carlos. A scientist. I arrived here today."

Oh! A newcomer. With perfect, magnificent hair. I hold up a finger, asking him to wait a second and dig through my pocket. After pulling out my keys, some change and a folded up $5 bill, I find what I'm looking for. A crumpled up business card. I straighten up hurriedly and hand it to him, tingling where my fingertips brushed his.

"If you ever need help, call me! See you!" I wish him farewell and continue home.
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I unpack and turn on my radio set, and start off today's show.

"Listeners, there are newcomers in town. They're scientists. Their leaders name is Carlos, and he has perfect, perfect hair.
He grinned, and I fell in love instantly"
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"I fell in love instantly"

I look up from my work in confusion. The shit about my hair had been weird, but this is just kinda fucked up. Slightly complementary, but still. I'd been here for 3 days and I didn't know the guy! He could do this to every newcomer. In my experience, though, this town doesn't get newcomers often. I don't know what tipped me off, maybe it's the shouts of
"INTERLOPER" every time I leave the lab.

I shake my head and go back to writing.
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I sigh dreamily as chad looks at me askance.

"Cecil, sir, are you ok?"
I nod, then halfway through change my answer to a "no"

"I'm in love, Chad. I don't know what to do about it."

He shrugs and continues organizing my desk. I can't see what he's doing exactly, since I'm lying on the floor, but I don't want to get up. I want to... what's the word of flopping in misery?

"Chad? What's that word for like... flopping in misery?"
He shrugs and thinks for a few seconds. "Languish?"

"Ha! That's it! Perfect."
I'd rather languish in my pain then do anything. Perfect Carlos. My mind wanders to how soft his skin probably is, and how his fingers would feel touching more than just my fingertips. I snap myself out of the slightly inappropriate fantasy and return to the present.

"Chad help me up please"