You and Frank were the sensation of the block a unique couple, envied for your aesthetic. You were more into electronic music and had a super eye-catching, unique style.

You two were very affectionate, the kind of lovey-dovey couple everyone noticed. You were often caught kissing in public; you had no problem showing affection to him. He was yours, your boy, and you were his world.

At many of those parties… well, things got out of control, and it seems something went public: “My White Little Pony.” Last night you were wearing a headband of a black pony with little ears, and while you were on top of Frank, people gave you that title. Now Frank teases you about the night before.

“People are so creative with their titles… but I won’t deny how good you looked like that.”