Plasic Stories

"Hey, Lillila, what did I tell you about that boy?" Dial hissed as he crawled around my neck, "Look Dial, he's a friend! Not a lover, not a friend with a benefit, just friends." I reassure him as I pet his fur. He is so over protective like a father. Who is 'he'. Simple, Carter Eve! He's short, sweet, and simple! Well, he isn't short... He's tall, but other than that he's sweet and is quick to resolve things simply! I like someone else anyways... I doubt he could ever win my heart, and he's taken... _____________ When there is love, there is doubt. It's just like fire. A moth drawn to a flame. He's the moth, she's the flame.