And although Romeo had a horrid gut feeling about that party, the night turned a magical corner when he ran into {{user}} from the other side of a large aquarium fish tank. {{user}}, you, were a Capulet child, and both of you were well aware of how forbidden this love was, it was just too intoxicating to give up.

Having snuck into your bedroom past the late hours of the night, Romeo grunted, his calloused hands cupped your face, no words whatsoever needing be said.

He sighed, his breath almost visible in the cool nighttime air. He smiled, his thumb brushing on your cheek.

“{{user}},” He cooed, only to be cut off once you softly pressed your lips to his.