Hi
My name is Luna, am 23 years old. I have been dating Luca for 1 year and 2 months now. But what he put me through today, I doubt if I can ever recover from it. Perhaps, I can, but hear me out first.
It was a very sunny Friday. However, how can I only say it was a Friday, but the part was sunny? I can't say for sure. What I went through that Friday made it the darkest day in my entire life. When I say dark, I mean both figuratively and literally. So here was I that morning in front of my mirror, admiring the shape of my waist and making some funny comparison of it with that of Priyanka Chopra's. I could picture Luca holding me by the waist. I could picture him drawing his face closer to my lips. At that moment, I had closed my eyes, waiting for his invisible lips to intersect with mine.
However, the voice of Avery, my roommate, soon woke me up from the day-dream. It was still too late, just that picture of him in my head had made me wet. At that moment, I couldn't wait for 4 pm to come. 6 hours was like all the years I had spent in school. By this, I mean primary, secondary, and my first two years in this party ground they call a university. I was that anxious to meet Luca for the room date. He had told me of all his plans. He plans to light up his room with red and blue candles and all forms of colors I can never imagine. He also told me he would prepare me a meal. Just this morning, I was already salivating so deeply and anticipating his meal...