My poor girl is having such a hard time. At 6AM sharp she send me a message how much she appreciates a strong man who stands up for himself and others. Literally the first thing she did when she woke up. Overall her tone has changed since she set a new date. Way more submissive. Whenever I opened the chat I felt like a roman warlord returning to tell tales of my battles.
But now disaster has struck. Her friend has a party this weekend, the usual babysitter is fully booked. She's unsure if she can make it tommorow. She messaged a few external ones. But the big crying emoji faces told the whole story.
Left her a message that I appreciate all her efforts to find a babysitter and my luck might rub off on her and if not well, we have all the time in the world when I'm back.
But I could tell, I needed to cheer her up so I told her about my plan to get a piano. And well, that was rewarded with a picture of those thick thighs in the shortest laced skirt I've ever seen playing piano. Now I'm certain, she will do anything to get back to me.
She was just playing because it was her therapy. It happened on the date and it just keeps happening now. She's just rapidly crossing out everything on the 'top 10 things I'll never find' list. I'd given up on ever finding a piano player, let alone one with melons that likes Hans Zimmer and dresses cute playing the damn thing. And she just casually keeps sharing things like that.
And it goes both ways really which is how we have kept this thing going for 21 days.
In a way this is sort of like Interstellar. The movie we were supposed to watch. Let's hope it won't take me as long as it took Cooper to meet Dr. Brand again.
If I tell her that the response is this:
.
But now disaster has struck. Her friend has a party this weekend, the usual babysitter is fully booked. She's unsure if she can make it tommorow. She messaged a few external ones. But the big crying emoji faces told the whole story.
Left her a message that I appreciate all her efforts to find a babysitter and my luck might rub off on her and if not well, we have all the time in the world when I'm back.
But I could tell, I needed to cheer her up so I told her about my plan to get a piano. And well, that was rewarded with a picture of those thick thighs in the shortest laced skirt I've ever seen playing piano. Now I'm certain, she will do anything to get back to me.
She was just playing because it was her therapy. It happened on the date and it just keeps happening now. She's just rapidly crossing out everything on the 'top 10 things I'll never find' list. I'd given up on ever finding a piano player, let alone one with melons that likes Hans Zimmer and dresses cute playing the damn thing. And she just casually keeps sharing things like that.
And it goes both ways really which is how we have kept this thing going for 21 days.
In a way this is sort of like Interstellar. The movie we were supposed to watch. Let's hope it won't take me as long as it took Cooper to meet Dr. Brand again.
If I tell her that the response is this:
.