v a l e r i e : morning.

d y l a n : having guy problems again?

v a l e r i e : no. :| why would you think that?

d y l a n : well you're normally not the one to text me first. if you do and it DOESN'T involve a guy, it's rare.

v a l e r i e : why can't you just be normal and wish me a good morning? sheesh. :|

d y l a n : *clears throat* my darling valerie, i come to wish you a good morrow. *hands you a rose* i give you this rose as a token of my gratitude.

v a l e r i e : okay fiona. lol. good morning.

d y l a n : morning. i haven't gone to sleep yet.

v a l e r i e : WHAT?! WHY?! you need sleep!

d y l a n : because i kept looking at my girlfriend's gorgeous face and did some naughty things while doing so. *taps fingers in nervousness*

v a l e r i e : that's just gross.

v a l e r i e : and i'm NOT your girlfriend.

d y l a n : you want to be. you're right, though. you're not my girlfriend.

v a l e r i e : thank you for clarifying that.

d y l a n : you're my queen. 😍

v a l e r i e : nope. not happening.

d y l a n : we'll see. all in good time princess. all in good time.