Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-25808351-20170125204924

"I uh, I, I'll let you in on a little secret Lydia.... I'm good at charming, but I'm shit at romancing. My own wife calls me 'romantically inept'. I wouldn't even know what to say to Cyndwella. You can't just say romantic crap to her like she's some hopeless romantic. Cyndwella is so, spontaneous. One minute she's making fart noises and the next she peltting me with stuffed animals! I don't have a damn clue how she'll be at any given time, let alone how to tell her how I feel." Marcus looks away in a huff, then continues.

"Even more insane is the fact that I care about her this much, I've only known her for a little while, whereas my love for my wife took years to flourish...." Marcus turns his head back to Lydia.

"I don't know how, but Cyndwella got me. I'm completely infatuated with her. Her physcotic laugh, her gutter mouth syndrome, her sporadic behavior, her taste in clothing, her eyes, her drinking, the way she is around my daughter. Hell, I almost couldn't hold myself back from hugging her when she threw a damned stuffed animal at me! I just can't believe I fell for her so quickly and so easily.... I almost feel like a jackass." Marcus puts his head face down into his folded arms and sighs. "I need a drink...."