I'll set up a secret date with Marco. I'll start by telling his friend to take him to the airport and there I will tell him I have a surprise. Before hand I gotten tickets to go to the Bahamas & reserved a suit at the finest 5 star hotel honeymoon suite and all room service. We will go on jets skiing .. Hiking.. Diving .. Swimming just a load of fun adventures. We will have this romantic dinner eating seafood drinks laugh all night long and at end of the night we go to our room and get in the jacuzzi
I would take tess to be my valentine.first the day would start by myself whipping up to her crib. I would knock on the door, she will greet me. We will walk to the car of course i would open the car door for her. She would ask sweetly we are going. I tell her its a surprise. We arrive at the mall and i tell her to get everything she wants. Just throw it in the bag. After her pretty woman experience, i take her to the spa. We get every treatment they have to offer. We drink champagne while we get our hair and makeup done. I tell her how beautiful she is and that i know she has never been on a real date. That i will treat her like the princess she is. After that we get back in the car.tess is wearing a gorgeous nude gown now as we make our way to a five star restaurant like benihana. We cheers more. I tell her we are cheersing to us and this perfect night.once we finish our delicious meal. We order desert to go. We hold hands til we get to the hotel room that i had booked. We make our way upstairs to a suite covered in roses. Its smells wonderful. Gifts are on the bed. I tell tess to open them. She smiles at me while she sits down on the bed covered in rose petals. She holds up the gift she opened its gorgous lingerie, night gowns and diamonds. I make us drinks while she changes into something more comfortable. She comes up to me and me and i tell her how lucky i am to have her and we go onto the balcony. I feed her the decedent desert she we ordered. We talk and laugh all night. The next day i drive her home. She gasps as we pull in the driveway, there is a brand new Mercedes with a huge pink bow on it. All for my tess
7 winners will be chosen for each of the 7 character stories. Quinn- 1 winner JD- 1 winner Alexa- 1 winner Molly- 1 winner Tess- 1 winner Zander- 1 winner Marco- 1 winner. If you have already posted a story, then THAT is your entry and you can not make another or it is void. I'm pretty sure we all know that 00_Raffys Alexa story will win the Alexa crate.
I met Molly while we were both in college together. Her warm smile, and captivating eyes drew me to her instantaneously. She was already in a serious relationship with Marco, who didn't seem to fit in some way. She was sweet, and personable, and he was shallow, and inconsiderate. As much as I loathed him, I also envied him because he had Molly. It seemed their relationship was in a perpetual turmoil, and I know for a fact that he was cheating on her, but I didn't have the heart to tell Molly for fear of seeing her hurt, as well as seeming like I was making a desperate attempt to break them up for my own potential gain. Although our careers took us in different geographical directions, Molly and I stayed close after our university years. We talked daily, and as much as I loved hearing her voice, it made my heart miss her presence. Two years ago, mid March, I received a call from her. Her voice was full of excitement. Somehow, I knew I was about to hear what I had been dreading. She exclaimed "Marco proposed to me! We're getting married in September!". I tried to remain enthusiastic, and come off as genuinely elated for her, but I feel my overall reaction fell short. I congratulated her, and wholeheartedly wished her the best of luck. She invited me to the wedding, and I accepted. I contacted another good friend of mine, Zander. I told him how heart broken I was. He more or less told me I was a fool for pining for one woman for so many years. I could never get him to understand the calibre of my feelings. A year after the wedding, Molly was in a devastating car accident, leaving her wheelchair bound. 2 months after the accident, Marco left her for the woman he was cheating on her with. I always knew he was shallow. She had nobody to turn to. She called me crying hysterically about how she felt like nothing but a burden to people now. She said she couldn't afford hospice care any longer. I told her not to worry. The next morning, I resigned from my position, and took the first flight to NY City. I arrived at Molly's door step, and her jaw dropped when she answered. I told her that I am here for her as long as she needs me and as long as I have a breath in my lungs, I will continue to be here. After several months, Molly an I became closer, and closer. I confessed my long time admiration, and undying love for her, and she reciprocated. Our wedding took place on Valentine's Day, 2017. The day of our wedding, as she was preparing to approach the altar, she noticed I wasn't standing there. Her jaw dropped in confusion. I slowly came out of a back room, leaned over, whispered in her ear "I'll always be here for you, my love." She turned around surprised. I proceeded to lift her out of her wheelchair, and said "You won't be needing this." as I carried her down the aisle. This was the day that I've been longing for. The eternal bond on the rare occasion that 2 people who were always meant for each other share. As for my friend Zander, who says I shouldn't have settled my heart on one person, I tell him "I fell in love with a 19-year-old college student, married a 25-year-old angel, and started a family with a 26-year-old mother ... You'll actually become overwhelmed with how many beautiful versions of her you get to marry over the years."
I would take Alexa, Jd, Marco, Molly, Quinn, Tess, and Zander to some cheap seedy motel on a dark road up in the mountains in the middle of nowhere USA. We would drink the finest wines while eating strawberries dipped in the finest chocolates that the local Walmart offers. Then we would proceed to play naked twister in front of a roaring fire until we collapsed into the greatest PIMD "love making" session of all time. Ahhh PIMD goals.
My dream date would be with Zander. Since the way he dresses seems to make a statement, this date must also make a statement. To begin I would just HAVE to take him to a music museum. It sparks both of our interests so it would be vital. After spending countless hours in the museum we would hopefully have a picnic at the park, each of us bringing a favorite food for the other to try. We would carve our favorite song lyrics into a tree, leaving our mark there. All of this had to happen in Italy however. There is no better place. Until it started getting dark we would stroll hand-in-hand down the rivers and the streets of a town, so small, yet truly beautiful. The sun would soon set to end the perfect day spent together but not without the fireworks. We would sit along the coast, bottle of wine and two glasses by our sides, and watch the formations in the sky. Most would be music related but they would end with our names. To finally end the night, we would stay together inside the condo of our dreams, playing cards, and just talking. All of course while we play music in the background.
I like the simple things in life, I would cook dinner for Tess, candlelight, rose petrels in the garden with the chimneya with the moon and stars above, then we would go inside to watch a movie cuddled up in the sofa and a blanket, finish the night with a loving kiss.
(It would be 10 pm) I would take Zander by the hand, walking him slowly up the candle lit pathway to the blanket I had laid down earlier. I'd kiss his lips softly before sitting down and wrapping an arm around him, cuddling close. We'd then lay back and look up at the stars, telling eachother about our stupid childhood dreams of going to the moon. He'd then take my hand and tell me that the moon is a silly accomplishment compared to his dream of always having me in his life. I'd laugh and roll my eyes, placing a kiss on his nose telling him he's a big softy. After a while a man in a cupid outfit will run up to us and hand us some non alcoholic wine. Zander and I would slowly sip at our drinks as the night gets a little chilly. I shiver softly and Zander offers me his coat. I tell him I don't want it as he's going to be freezing. Instead, we just cuddle up. A small dog then walks passed. Pulling a box with some yummy romantic treats. Slowly, we feed eachother Strawberries and chocolate, laughing a little when we miss the mouths and almost Shove a Strawberry up eachothers noses. A bright light come on in front of us and it was time for the movie. A horror. The classic "Night of the living dead" Zanders favourite. We cuddle up and relax, just enjoying eachothers companies while we watched the film. Zander yawns when the movie finishes and I smile, knowing it was time I took him home. I stand up and click my fingers as someone brings my motorcycle to me. I give Zander his helmet and I drive him home. We get off and hug eachother goodnight, but then he takes my hand and pulls me close. He places his lips on mine and we kiss slowly, deeply and lovingly. "Thanks for a great night out" he'd say making me blush before heading back onto the motorcycle and going home.
I would take Alexa out on a night in Italy where we would paddle down a river and have some guy singing music for us with his little guitar as we gaze into each other's eyes. Our destination would be at a rooftop restaurant following a glass of champagne and chocolate covered strawberries as we look over everyone below us, and then we would dance as I hum to ed sheeran's thinking out loud song. Then we would have a carriage waiting to take us to an open field where we can watch the stars as I proclaim my love for Alexa.
Laek's date with Quinn; My date with Quinn would start off at approximately 6:30pm, right as the sun was slowly setting. The sky lit up by a vibrant sunset as Quinn and myself stroll hand in hand along the path which circled the pond at Baisley Pond Park. Our surroundings were deserted, however there was only a few other couples scattered around the pond, sharing the moment together. We decided to take a seat at the bench and hold each other while we waited for the sun to completely fade. Once the sun had receded from view, we set off to our next location which was O Lavrador. Even though it was a long Uber taxi drive, it gave Quinn and I more time to bond and talk to each other. At our romantic candle lit seafood dinner, we spoke about our hobbies and our siblings. While we were waiting for our desserts, we held each others hand over the table, feeling a squeeze on our hands from each other every so often. We continued to speak about our hobbies, favourite games and activities. Surprisingly we had a lot in common! On the way to my home in the uber, we discussed where we would see ourselves in the future. I said a Forensic Scientist or a Game Programmer. Quinn in response said a Game Programmer too. Finally when we got to my home, I decided to invite Quinn in to continue the fantastic evening we had. A movie was put on, and all the curtains were shut as we turned the living area into a bedroom with mattresses joined together. However we ended up ignoring the movie and instead laughed at each others failed attempts at making goofy websites with html and css coding, which was a passion we both shared. While we laughed, we looked at each other and gazed into one another's eyes while Quinn slowly murmured the words "Laek, will you be my Valentine?".
I would take (if I had someone) I would take them to the beach at sundown, have a table in the water (only to where it would touch our toes) fancy dinner, music that she likes. Then spend rest of the night doing games, and stuff she likes.
Fox Mulder on a date with Quinn: An epic novel of one person's conquest to find love. I would arrive at Quinn's house at approximately 7:30 PM sharp with a basketful of white roses and a small, elegant box of the finest chicken nuggets Chik Fil A has to offer. After leaving her house and instructing her to cover her eyes, I'd lead her by the hand to a privately rented jumbo jet; allowing her to remove her blindfold. Next to the stairs of the jet would be two men, dressed in dapper tuxedos, holding signs that say " You make my heart soar. " Each man would be holding a red rose with a small heart candy attached to the stem reading; " Beautiful " Once on the jet, I'd casually take out a bottle of the finest Champagne and offer it to her in gold tipped glasses with a rose petal garnish. We'd arrive in Italy, just in time for our private exclusive dinner at the center of the Roman Colosseum. Two violinists would sashay around our red velvet draped table, playing a romantic melody while Celine Dion performs a private concert. Dinner would consist of Olive Garden's delicious breadsticks, followed by a light salad and then a main course of chicken alfredo. All the while, accompanied by endless glasses of her favorite wine. Once finished with dinner, Celine Dion would take her by the hand, pull her aside and her team of makeup artists would dress her up in gorgeous gowns fit for the princess she is. Her hair would be adorned with fine jewels and her makeup accenting her beautiful features. A look fit for a queen. Afterwards, we'd hop back on the jet and travel to Japan for a deliciously delicate dessert. We'd wander around Japan, taking in the glorious sights. Once we arrive back in the country, I'd take her by her hand, kneel down on one knee and pull out a silver sapphire ring. Proclaiming my love for her, I'd ask her to marry me. She'd say no and leave me standing there, walking off with one of the handsome tuxedo dudes. Stay tuned for the sequel: My date with Molly; a quest for love.