What a funny way of saying you’ll fall in love with the most annoying, egotistical, self-righteous being on the face of the planet. How could I be so lucky?
Not only have I caught the eye of a celestial being, but he so happens to be the mold that God himself modeled the perfect man after, and oh, how he won’t let me forget it.
No matter how I try to avoid him, the universe keeps putting us together. The more we fight the attraction, the more it grows. It’s a battle of wits and hormones we seem to be doomed to lose.
