Oddly, all I can think about is Owen. The least romantic person ever. He’s a main factor in why I’m so adamant about my Five Percent Guy in the first place. I literally want the exact opposite in every way. I want someone communicative and open with his feelings. Someone who loves romantic gestures. Someone who isn’t afraid to make a fool of himself for me. Tonight’s letter reminded me of that. Owen might be handsome, stupidly so, and he might make a gooey mess of my insides. But that’s just attraction. Never mind that it’s a strong motivator and a little too demanding. Owen is not my perfect
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