Summary
My family wanted me to enter an arranged marriage.
I didn’t want to, so every day I came up with new ways to harass my prospective fiancé.
“Little Fool, guess what I used to like your post?”
“Nice watch. Now show me your dick.”
“Your coldness may be eight degrees below zero, but my long johns are built to last.”
“Ignoring me, huh? I’ll gnaw on your ass, gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw…”
Later, the engagement was canceled, just as I’d hoped.
I went to a bar to relax and happened to run into a guy who made my heart skip a beat.
“Can I get your contact info?”
A faint smile played at the corner of his mouth.
“What? Planning to gnaw on my ass again?”
“…”