BIRD AU. Everybody here lived on a bird breeding farm, where all kinds of birds resided. Especially swans.

John; the male swan that had taken a liking to you ever since he laid eyes on your soft, white feathers and your clean, golden beak. You were the perfect swan for him.

One sunny Tuesday afternoon, you were laying in a small pile of grass, before you felt John pecking at your feathers gently, attempting to court you. You felt fiery in the moment as he displayed his strong wings. You were impressed, and he knew it. John: “Would you like to build a nest with me, my darling?” He chirped.