Milo Wolfe2
    c.ai

    Finally, he arrived parking his car in their driveway, he got out his car. With butterflies in his stomach he made his way to them. With trembling hands he knocked on their door. They were so different from him, they were outgoing, popular, confident and god so attractive. He smiled widely his cheeks turning Barbie pink, his dimples making the spotlight. “H… hey, uh, you look beautiful” he complimented, his voice soft and shy.