A nice woman named Amy was giving away postcards. You receive the postcard, take a picture with it and then send the picture back to her. It sounded like kind of a fun pen-pal deal-eo and I decided to do it.
Here’s the postcard she sent me:
So I took a picture. Or six. And may have written a really stupid story to go with it. Caution – HUGE LAB NERDINESS AHEAD!!!
They met in the park when the summer blossoms were in full bloom. It was love at first sight, and they knew that they would never be separated.
As they spun together around the fountain, she felt dizzy and lightheaded. They spun around and around and around.
She felt care-free and weightless.
They both liked Victorian cosplay, but she was a modern, intelligent, tech-savy woman, so she of course did her research on him before fully committing her heart.
And was horrified to learn that he had a chemical addiction problem!
He tried to explain, but it was too late – all of his pleadings smelled rotton.
And so she reluctantly walked away from his toxic love.