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Nope they used to begin with us until recently
-walks into the woods and looks around and finds a suitable tree and climbs up and naps in it-
-dreams of himself playing with a faceless child with wings like his could this be his child or him-
(I had my first kiss but my advice works for everyone but me)
(oh wait I should have said irony: I've helped all of my friends get girlfriends and fail to get even a kiss from a girl)
(irony: my life)
-sleeps and dreams of a shining castle of gold with him standing on a balcony of it with a figure that he can't see their face but can tell it's a...
*that's it if I ever see her again I'll tell her that I love her and if she doesn't feel the same at least I don't get left wondering* -lays back...
-whispers- *why is it so hard for me to just say I love you it's just three words and yet I can never say them why*
-sits up and shouts at the top of his lungs- Why can't I tell any woman how I feel!
-lies with his eyes closed thinking of how he always gets nervous around women-
-enters his house and lies down in his bed and smells cherry blossoms-
-walks back feeling completely in despair and whispers- *why am I so helpless around women it's like I become a whole other person*
-looks down feeling a pang of sadness and helplessness-
-stands up and watches them go-
-Kneels down- hey belle I'm sorry if I startled you earlier are you ok I sensed trouble again so I came I stitched you up again this time it's...
-sees belle lying on the ground cleans the wound with a cloth then stitches it up making sure it will stay this time-
-senses trouble but isn't sure what to do decides to go even though he's probably going to get attacked grabs a needle and thread just in case as...
-stares at the wall vacantly still-
-gets up and goes to the bar-