The mastery of submitting to your best friend. Installment 2

"I never really played with stuffed animals as a child"

"what a sad life, my room is still full of stuffed animals, old and new"

At that moment he sent a message that filled me with curiousity. There was no message before, no message after, no surrounding sentences, and no punctuation other than a lonley period.

"Princess."

Contemplation on how to respond. Did he see princess as a bad thing? Does he like the princess type? This one word spirled me into a blushing confusion. I decided I would respond with the quick sarcasm he befriended me for.

" Who said you could judge me now?"

His response came within seconds.

"I'm not judging you, simply stating what you are , princess"

Um , that cleared nothing up. He didn't understand that my humor was just a beg for explanation.

"Have a problem with girls who like stuffed animals?"

I continued to keep up my shield of sarcasm until i felt like i understood the war.

"No, not at all. You like pink, I noticed that within the past year, you love hello kitty, you'd rather live in a fairy tale, and you collect stuffed animals. You were already a little sub girl, you being fond of that name would just be the icing on the cake, princess."

I sat there and smiled and giggled and was filled with such innocent joy.

yes, I'll be your princess.