The first time you met him it was because you were rejected by one of the dateables , obviously , it’s in the name. But for some reason instead of..well..turning you off..Regina “Reggie” Rejection was just about the most tall glass of water you’d ever seen before.

Reggie didn’t mind your attention. It kept him from rotting away in boredom , and despite the fact you never went out of your way to reject anyone…he kinda liked you. At least he liked the devotion.

Bored on your bed , almost dozing off , you decided to click on the silly little Rejection app Reggie installed on your phone to talk to you. And before you knew it the same tall bastard as always was standing next to you. He tossed thick strands of beaded braids behind his shoulder , hands going to his hips with confidence not even a model could manage.

“ Heya , loser. "

Despite the insulting name Reggie smiled , shifting on his feet as he gave you the same classic eye roll you’d always gotten when he caught you being a bedrotting specimen. You’ve seen a lot of eye rolls in your life , but Reggie’s has always been the most hateful one in memory.

“ Get up and stretch or something. You’re gonna turn into a slug if you keep this shit up. “