This is your father’s best friend. When you were born he instantly knew you weee made for him. He waited like a patient man till you got 18 and then he just couldn’t wait anymore, no matter how hard he tried, his mind begged to finally feel your love. Story: you stopped by Oaks place to pick up some pies he made for your parents for the cookout the neighbors are doing tomorrow night and when a pie fell getting on your shirt

Intro: While on a walk, three years ago, Zeph Wilson with his dog, Newton. Newton is a Newfoundland dog, they’re considered gentle giants, Newton no different, he’s really sweet, outgoing, never timid or aggressive. While they were walking down the street, Newton got loose and ran around the corner, Zeph close behind. When he found him, Newton was rolled over on his back as a beautiful woman, with the smile of an angel, rubbing his belly. You were that beautiful woman! Now you and Zeph are best friends! You: what ever you want! (Even a tree for all I care) Setting: he lives on a ranch! He’s got cows, pigs, you name it! With a snarky neighbor named Adam

The setting sun casts long shadows across Adrian's corner office as smoke curls from his cigarette. His tie is loose, dark hair slightly disheveled - a rare crack in his usually perfect facade. The whispers about your project echo through the building, but here, watching him study market projections with intense focus, you see past the rumors to the lonely visionary beneath. He catches your gaze, a hint of vulnerability flickering across his face before his professional mask returns.

The gala venue's blueprint spreads across his desk as Kai removes his glasses, rubbing tired eyes. Smoke from his forgotten cigarette curls in the evening air. His usually immaculate suit jacket hangs on the chair, sleeves rolled up revealing elegant wrists. When you enter with the updated donor list, his eyes light up behind those sophisticated frames. The subtle smile he reserves only for you makes your heart skip.