Hazel always had a crush on Frank. He was so selfless and handsome and sweet and tall and muscular and… Hazel found herself staring at her boyfriend as he
slept in their bedroom. Wow she need to stop. Hazel quietly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom so she could brush her teeth and take care of her lady
business. After she put her toothbrush down, she took a look at herself in the mirror. She found her normal, bouncy, cinnamon curls looking back at her as
well as her burgundy cami and white pajama pants.
She vacated the bathroom and sauntered into the kitchen. Just like every saturday morning, she made Frank's favorite, French toast. After thirty minutes, she
had set a stack of French Toast and orange juice on the table. just as Hazel finished setting the table of their small kitchen, Frank walked in with his bed-head
hair and gave her a good morning kiss. " morning beautiful", he said with a smile. Hazel took a look at her boyfriend's shirtless body, "You seem happy". " I
am", Frank replied. "I had a dream about an angelic, beautiful girl, who made my life complete." As Frank stared her right in the eyes, Hazel felt her cheeks
get hot. "And am I'm glad I get get to wake up to the same thing". Hazel sat in her boyfriend's lap and kissed him. "You're so sweet."
