Boy Like You

I wake up... But not from the dream. "What do I do about him...? Perhaps 'the awesome' me would actually do something with him..." I can't help but muse aloud. The only other living being around me is my dear Gilbird. He makes such an awesome listener sometimes!

The chirping I receive in response doesn't come as it usually does, however. So I look over at him only to see that he's still fast asleep. I smirk, trying to get back into that 'awesome' facade once more to start my day properly.

I can't seem to help picturing the Romanian that visited me last night... How could I? He looked absolutely- no, AWESOMELY perfect. A little bit of a tease, but let's face it: those that tease are hot. Like me. Kesesese~! Kidding.

But I can picture me next to him almost too easily... Maybe if I'm lucky he'll run into the awesome me! Wait, what? It's not exactly normal for me to hope like that. Whatever... I sigh and finally get out of the comfort of bed.

Taking some time for myself and all doesn't help me either. "He's got me hooked... I'm so confused. Is this all part of his plan?" I talk to my awesome reflection. Okay, I'm using awesome too much now... But I still need to keep that facade up.

Now that my morning preparations are finished, I decide to go through my clothes. My final outfit choice is a plain black tee with my nation's symbol on the back in white, faded jeans, black sneakers, and black shades. If I'm going to play my 'awesome' part, might as well look it~!

I feed my dear pet Gilbird and grab my keys before leaving. Only then did I realize I had grabbed the keys to my motorcycle... Heh, it'll help my image at least.

I don't really know where I'm going... Totally unawesome, I know. So I just awesomely ride around town. Finally, I come across a bar... Might as well, ja?

Waltzing right on into the busy bar after parking my motorcycle got me a few looks... One of them being from that damned sexy Romanian... He's the bartender here.

Now to those of you awesome readers thinking "A bar? Early in the morning...?" I'm going to ask that you remember that I do love my beer.

Anyways!

I sit on a bar stool, smirking and watching his every action. He came over to me and said hi, returning my smirk with his highly playful one. "I know you know I'm wrapped around your finger... You're so... You're so beautiful and dangerous~!" I say to him, if only just to get his response...