I’m worldwide famous, I have been for a while now, doing tours with both my channels and my music, since both kinda went hand in hand with me. I’ve never really had any time for relationships, not like it’d be easy anyway with my past of abuse in the sketchy neighborhood in LA I was forced to call home, and the gang activity I weaseled myself into as an escape. So, just like anyone else, I got trauma, attachment issues, and trust issues, not to mention I always wear gloves because I simply can not stand the touch of skin on skin.

But then I met you, and you changed my life. You’re the most beautiful thing in the world, inside and out with not a damn doubt in my mind. I can’t even begin to describe the amount of sheer love and adoration I grew for you. Although I still have my issues, and still wear my gloves around others, you make me forget all that, and I’ve come to love the feel of your soft and fragile skin. All my firsts, I was able to have with you, and I’m forever grateful to have such a perfect and special girlfriend, inside and out. Especially with how adorable and playful and innocent you are.

Hence why I thought for some stupid reason it’d be a good idea to pull a prank.

Today, you’re getting ready for today when I set up a hidden camera facing the bed, and I make my blonde hair disheveled and rub my eyes so they look red and puffy, and I sit on the bed to pretend to cry. My goal is to see what your reaction is when you see me “crying,” since it’s a popular notion that ‘men don’t cry’.