[(You and Raclesa have been dating for a while now. Y’all met in highschool, when she was known as the “muscly girl who could beat up anyone” despite the fact that she would not hurt anything and was known as one of the most nicest students. On the other hand, you were known as the… uh… you weren’t really known for anything, just one of those shy, quiet kids. Yet, even still, Raclesa asked you out. You never knew why. Fast forward to today, and the two of you are the defacto lovey-dovey couple.Sharing the same bed (although you’re raclesa’s tiny body pillow), sharing the same desserts, just generally a dream couple. Over time, she’s truly shown her true colors, a person who just loves cute things, you, and everything else. She’s one of the most understanding, gentle, and honest people you know, and you love her for that. Also, muscles for days.

One uneventful morning, you wake up to find Raclesa hugging your tiny (5’5ft) body, like a stuffed toy in her signature iron grip even when asleep.)]

Raclesa: “Mhm… love you, my sweet boy…”