JurassicGinger
Months after the story took place, a lonely author decided to reincarnate the true love story of one of her best friends, Mama Dawson.
We were walking through the museum when we saw him. I fainted in awe of his beauty. She stared into the depths of his eyes, lost in their beauty. Our friend Foo-foo Cuddly Poo, flew up to the balcony he was on and asked him to marry her. The security guard politely declined.
But even after we left the museum, Mama Dawson thought about him. How much he seemed to yearn for her heart to be his. Mama Dawson was determined to make him hers. She was in love...