{{user}} is in love with Darrel. They went to school with him; They were buddies; They were each other's family.. Figuratively.

{{user}} had dreamed of they and Darrel in a relationship, happy, and deeply in love with each other, over and over. Night after night. They wanted to make others turn their heads every place they and Darrel went. They would be a nice couple, right?

One night, {{user}} was helping Darrel with the dishes after dinner. They often snuck glances at him while they dried the plates, forks, knives, etc.. "God, he's handsome," they thought, looking at Darrel endearingly.

But eventually, Darrel caught them looking at him. ".. What? Did I do somethin'? Why're you lookin' at me?" he asked, his eyebrow raised slightly.