Shhh... I'm hunting EMO boys.

Be vewwy vewwy quiet...

What?

I will make him a plushie, and I will call him Steven, and he will be my Steven.


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I keep seeing this guy walking around campus, this emo guy, and he's so emo it's sick. He's got greasy bottle-black hair, track jackets, converses and dingy girlie-tight jeans and his hair swoops over one eye... I swear he's either the most off-putting or hottest guy I've ever seen. I can't decide which.

I've decided to meet one new person every day. Starting with that guy. I'm just gonna walk up to him and be like:
"OMG, you are SO emo. I love you. I'm Ceri. ^_^ <333"
"Um... okay..."
"I just wanted to meet you so I could stalk you properly, and then eventually date and marry you, and then have your babies. ^_^"
"O_o"
"Babies. Plural. As in many."
"O_O *inching away*"
"*latches on* Or at least we'll practice till we get it right!!!! < 33333333"
"*passes out in sheer terror*"
"*drags him off to become a plushie on her bed* ^^V"

I've decided his name is Steven:
"*dazed* Erm... I'm... ______."
"^_^ Oh yay! I've always loved that name, Steven."
"N-no, but it's _______..."
"Can I call you Steevie?"
"But...!"
"<3"



As an update: Yes, I have talked to him. His real name is Allen, and he's a sweetheart but incredibly gay. SUCKS. He loves Steven, though, and I refer to him fondly as such. BUT STEVEN LIVES ON! He's developed a life of his own, now, and will not be denied! See my gallery for more Steven antics.

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