Oops, beware, I’m getting a little sentimental. Let me start at the beginning and because I like to weave words, allow me to weave a couple more.

            The beginning to this story was simple. I had written something like this for another friend before, and I decided, why not Roffy? And you’ve been wanting me to write an arranged marriage story for so long, I might as well take this opportunity to fulfill that desire somewhat. But the beginning to this story also stretches back further. I don’t quite remember how we met, and why we started talking. I know I added you on Twitter, but I don’t remember when we really started talking.

            Like I said, I’m glad you deactivated because now when we talk on Facebook, I can tell you a lot more things, and you’ve been such a big support to me this year. You were by my side through my first year of college, and honestly, one of the hardest years of my life so far. I’ve grown up a lot (I hope you noticed haha) and I’m also a lot better now in terms of how I see myself and all that. You’ve been a big contribution to helping me.

            Happy birthday, Roffy. This was supposed to have ended a while ago, but I gave you more days because I love writing this for you and I just, I’m a BangFat shipper. There’s nothing you can do about it.

            I hope you can treasure this sort of as a token of my gratefulness and also my love too. I’m really grateful and lucky to have met an unnie like you and even though you can be silly (and a little y), you still know how to support me and keep me afloat. Thank you for knocking sense into me and just for everything.

            This is not the end. Remember baponeshots is still there and I do write for you there too. Here’s to a happy 21^st, and also a great friendship.

Much love

♥