One time I was in a toxic relationship and the girl repeatedly cheated on me, I was feeling pretty low. So one day I run into a girl that was one of my first crushes when I was 11 or 12. She moved to the next town and went to a different HS, so we lost touch for years. We were now both 18 and she was all grown up.
She was about 5’1”, but this was the 2000s so baggy clothes galore, but when I ran into her it was at the St Patrick’s day parade. So she was in a stunning green dress, with her long brown hair all done up, and piercing blue eyes. She had c cups and a great natural 18 year old figure. On top of that in order to be Irish princess there was an essay competition, so I knew she was smart.