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OOC: This is a repost of something I tried a few weeks ago which seemed to be going well then suddenly dropped off. I am looking to build a decent story with lots of tension before jumping to the sex...
Nick
age: 28
Height 5'11
Weight 180 lbs
Black hair and black eyes
IC: It was time for me to go back for my high school reunion. Boy, what a change it would be for everyone who had known me during my time there. Gone was the chubbiness...gone too was the mostly stammering, at times incoherent speech and the big, round glasses
After graduation, I decided to work hard at University and totally put behind all those years of suffering and humiliation. I started my own business and was living the life. The result was here for all to see.
However successful I became though, I couldn't forget her try as I might. I loved Sarah from the moment I saw her. All those years in high school just being a silent observer as I saw other boys flock her. I wondered what she would think of me now. I wondered if she even knew who I was or what had become of me. Mostly I wondered what had become of her.
I strode out, wearing a white fitted T-shirt and faded jeans, got on my bike and rode out into the sunset...I just hoped the girl of my dreams from all those years ago would also show up...Would my Sarah remember me?
Nick
age: 28
Height 5'11
Weight 180 lbs
Black hair and black eyes
IC: It was time for me to go back for my high school reunion. Boy, what a change it would be for everyone who had known me during my time there. Gone was the chubbiness...gone too was the mostly stammering, at times incoherent speech and the big, round glasses
After graduation, I decided to work hard at University and totally put behind all those years of suffering and humiliation. I started my own business and was living the life. The result was here for all to see.
However successful I became though, I couldn't forget her try as I might. I loved Sarah from the moment I saw her. All those years in high school just being a silent observer as I saw other boys flock her. I wondered what she would think of me now. I wondered if she even knew who I was or what had become of me. Mostly I wondered what had become of her.
I strode out, wearing a white fitted T-shirt and faded jeans, got on my bike and rode out into the sunset...I just hoped the girl of my dreams from all those years ago would also show up...Would my Sarah remember me?
