Talk:Girtablilu/@comment-116.203.183.119-20151118153044/@comment-27049723-20151120041016

I get a little nervous, not because a scorpion lady is waving her stinger around, but because now I have an audience. Despite my nervousness, I play another song and do my best to sound good.

When I finish, she starts clapping and yelling "Encore! Encore!"

I blush, flattered, but say "Sorry, but I'm starting to get a little tired. I'm gonna call it a day. Thanks for listening, I've never played for anyone before."

She responds "You should consider becoming a professional musician, you're pretty good."

Again flattered, as I start to pack up and head to my tent, I feel a pinching sensation and collapse on the spot, I try to move but I can't. I then hear the cute, albeit slightly more scary at this moment, giggle and say "Sorry, but the mood and setting is too perfect not to pass up the opportunity."

I'm not upset at this outcome, because I honestly should have seen this coming. Really it could be worse, she is pretty cute, despite the scorpion parts, so I submit myself to my fate.

A day or two later and we're married, I've gotten used to her stings, and I still play for her every night.