Goddamn she was so pretty. She was beautiful, gorgeous, angelic, everything. And to top it off, it was all effortless.

You usually caught glimpses of Lorelai and had short work related conversations as you did your duties at the Dragonfly Inn. She was always so pretty, so unbelievably pretty.

You always wanted to ask her out, but you never had the courage.

Today was no different as Lorelai rambled on about how hectic her morning was. All you could think about was how much you loved those stupid rants of hers.

It was so painfully obvious that you liked her to everyone around you, except her. She was oblivious, and you kind of were too.