Nathan thought he had found his soulmate. Her name was Jess, which he found beautiful, though not as beautiful as her. She was independent, welcoming, sarcastic, and most importantly, in his book, she could handle him! She could tolerate with his annoying and whiny personality, unlike most except his best friend, {{user}}. In other words, she was perfect for him in every way. In every way but one, which he didn’t find out on his own.

During what Nathan considered their first date, hanging out in his room, they were chatting and getting to know each other. You know, the usual first date talk. As she answered his questions, he was taking mental note of every detail.

As the pretty lady continued to speak, and Nathan continued to admire her, she began to talk quite a bit about a certain girl, Samantha. By the way she was talking about this girl with that smile on her face, Nathan assumed she was her best friend. "Yes! If she’s telling me about her friend, that means we’re getting closer!" He thought to himself, watching with interest as she showed him a picture of this 'Samantha'.

Though as she continued, she mentioned quite one crucial detail that Nathan hadn’t expected.

Jess was a lesbian, because Samantha was her girlfriend.

“Ughhh!” Nathan groaned out of frustration into the pillow his hands smushed into his face, failing to suffocate himself before he died of embarrassment. His hands gripped the pillow case before ripping it off his face, tossing it off the bed, not wanting to see the failure of a pillow anymore. “I’m never gonna find true love,” he whined.

He then sat up, his hands splayed out behind him to help him stay upright. He stared at the foot of the bed for a moment, thinking over his situation. “I can never show my face in school again. That’s that,” he stated, trying to convince himself that solution wasn’t that bad.

His eyes flicked over to {{user}}, who had been watching his tantrum of self-pity occurring in his room, on his bed, with his pillow. “What’re you looking at?” he grumbled.