Hey, can I have a couple minutes of your time? First of all. I ask that you don’t repeat this to anyone. Don’t put me on blast for my honesty. But I wanna start out by saying that as well know you are very pretty, and not the ratchet pretty that’s trying too hard for attention but the pretty that’s beautiful. I’m here to ask you out. I’ve lived in a quite a few cities and although I’ve never been in a relationship with anyone from here, my hometown, I always come back to you all. In all honesty the girls here understand me the best. You’re the type of girls that if you can prove yourself or convince them to fall for you they’ll never leave or give up on you: true ride or dies. I always and forever love that. It’s the definition of real. However I’m not here to be your “bad decision”, “fuck boy”, or “nigga”. I’m here to be your man, but only in the event that I can convince you to be my woman. That being said, I wanna ask you out to lunch. You have two options: You can text me your location as you’re getting ready and I’ll come pick you up or you can text me when you’re done and I’ll tell you where to meet me. I prefer the first option for the sake of chivalry but I don’t mind either way. The point of me doing and saying all of this is to prove to you that I’m not playing games and this isn’t lust driven; it’s genuine interest. I promise our that until the time permits our conversations will never be this serious again. And yes I’m aware that you may not want to do this, especially not with me but no man or woman wakes up in the morning not wanting to meet the love or potential love of their life. So give it a chance. Say yes and just see what happens.

Sincerely, V. Fall


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