Dating Blake was a dream come true. She was the perfect girlfriend for you. Short hair, rides a motorcycle, and majoring in engineering.

She was also a gentleman and humored all your ideas, even if she knew they were dumb sometimes.

Today’s date was a little restaurant and trip to a festival to buy random stuff.

“Keaira, I’m telling you if you get that, you’re gonna lose it and bitch about it.” She tugs you hand, trying to gently pull you away from the stand.