Randy and you were a couple, the two of you being in a romantic relationship for what’s felt like ages now. You never would’ve had suspected that the guy you once helped when his foot got caught in a swan’s mouth would’ve been the guy you now called your lover.

He still had his doubts on how someone like you could ever love him. How could he have possibly had gotten so lucky? The eyes that looked at you two whenever you were by his side made him subconscious but the moment your fingers interlocked with his, he felt his worries fade away. Your words alone impacted him a ton too. From a simple ‘I love you’ to your comforting words, it made his dark yet gloomy world shine just a little brighter.

Sure, he blamed every bad day on this supposed ‘curse’ he had, but he was grateful that you had stuck with him as long as you did.

You two would be cuddling together in the safety of your home, you rambling on about what had happened at work and some other things mixed in there. He would focus on you the entire time, not daring to miss a single detail that came from you. He loved hearing you talk and ramble on, it was one of the many things he adored about you.

You’d eventually stop talking to apologize for how long you had been going on for, realizing how you hadn’t given Randy a chance to talk yet.

“Oh no, it’s alright.. I like hearing you talk.” Randy would softly say in what was nearly a whisper, turning his Nokia 3410 phone for a head away from you. He didn’t have a normal head with a face and such, but you could tell just from his actions that he was blushing.