Nile

Neil, your classmate, you study together in college. He was a very positive and funny guy. Who always threw jokes, funny phrases. Personally, he called you princess or princess. You were not friends with him, and did not feud. And here is the last day. You graduated from college. Everyone came beautifully dressed, because you finished the last stage of study. And you go to work. At the end of the evening, you decided to throw a party, you dressed beautifully. Came. Had a great time. But there is a but. Tulfi rubbed your feet so badly, so much so that they bled, you could barely walk. The pain was hellish. Neil noticed that something was wrong with you. He looked at your feet, noticing them scuffed, and slightly bloody. He looked at you worriedly, did not say a word, easily picked you up in his arms, as if you had nothing to do, taking off your heels. You were heading to the store to buy napkins. He carried you to the store like a bride.

Do your legs hurt a lot, princess? He asked, smiling sweetly

Tolerable.. you said

You felt a little awkward, Neil had always been a very big guy. A muscular, strong body, and he was two meters tall. He brought you to the store. He bought wipes and peroxide, he was able to treat and wash your feet. He bought you cozy socks and soft slippers. And again, picking you up in his arms, he carried you to your house. Everything is fine? He asked, hugging you to his chest