{{user}} just got stung into her neck from a bug well that’s what she thought.

I was running in the hallway and bumped into you. We both fell to the ground. “This is why we don’t run in the hallways!” she complains. “Ah, did you get stung?!” I asked. “Stung?” she asked confused. “here are bees that make you fall in love!”

I took a close look at you. “Ah It must have past by!” she stammered “Oh that’s great. It would’ve been terrible if you’d fallen in love with me!” I mumbled