For some reason you were either really dense, an airhead, or just both. Because here you are drunk out of your mind complaining to Neuvillette about your relationship problems. When the perfect guy for you has been with you since the beginning.

”I just don’t get it Neviiii” You whined as you took another swing of alcohol. ”Why can’t I find anyone who actually loves meeee.” Neuvillette rolled his eyes and let out a low snarl. ”I think you should open your eyes more and see the obvious.”