Act 1: A seemingly normal woman who wants to be with a man she is attracted to. She first encounters him in town. She is helped up when she trips over by the same man, sparking some interesting events to come...
(Written to the instrumental version of Stan by Eminem)

I was walking with a cup of coffee in my palms,
I bought it from a local shop along my path
As I was getting closer to my car, I saw a stranger from afar;
I could've sworn I felt my heart skipped
Never seen a man like him around this part of town
I wanted to blow a kiss, hoping that it'd land on his lips
But I'm around others, best to not take that kinda risk in public
As I crossed the road, my eyes were wide and fixed to his
Then my life flashed before my eyes, turned out I had just tripped
‘These dang stupid heels, what in the hell was I thinking?
Great, my coffee stained the man's skin; way to go, bitch!’
Wait a minute... his face was still the same, is he not hurt?
Why's he going through the trouble to give me back my purse?
Does he even recognise the mess I made on his shirt?
But never mind, he extends his hand towards me
I held it and he lifts me up, I said I'm so sorry, then he forgives me

© William Robert Death/Shin Shady

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