Novia is Kyrie. Novio is Cole
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Novio: What's up, ma?
Novia: Do I annoy you?
Novio: No, why?
Novia: I just feel like I talk too much and I bring up the same things over and over again.
Novio: I love all the talking you do. It makes me feel like we're actually together instead of 2 people who call themselves 'dating'. Lol.
Novia: Ok... You sure I don't annoy you?
Novio: Yes, baby girl. I'm sure. Do I make you feel like you annoy me?
Novia: No, no, no. I just feel like I do sometimes. Plus, I hear a lot of people say that you're only with me because I work. Lately, I've just been trying to ignore the comments that people say.
Novio: I'm gonna kiss you once we're done talking but listen to me. I've experienced too much to treat you wrong. I don't date you because you work. I date you because you intrigue me. You excite me. You help me. You understand me. And you love me. And I love you.
Novia: But Cole, things that are being said about us are bringing me back to the past and I'm becoming rattled. I feel like I'm gonna get distant with you and I don't want that.
Novio: Do you trust me?
Novia: Of course I do.
Novio: Do you believe in me?
Novia: Yes.
Novio: Alright then. Don't fret, Kyrie. Me and you together are unbreakable. And we're gonna keep our relationship solid because we both want this, right?
Novia: Right. Cole?
Novio: Kyrie
Novia: If we're still together when we are like ... 24 or something ...
Novio: Yea ...?
Novia: And I asked you to marry me, what would you say?
Novio: I'd say yes. Then I'd propose to you. The traditional way.
Novia: Shut my plans down. Ok!
Novio: Hahaha. Nah, but I'd probably beat you to it.
Novia: I can see that. I don't know how to ask you things without feeling like a complete idiot. Why are you so perfect?
Novio: I've been trying to figure out the same thing about you.
Novia: *pinches your cheek* literally.
Novio: That kinda hurt.
Novia: Sorry, boo boo. Anyway, what are we doing for the Christmas show?
Novio: I wanna do a group song. Kumbaya or Siyahamba.
Novia: I'm down and Siyahamba is my song!
Novio: I know. Lol.
Novia: You think you know everything. Lol. But can you promise me something?
Novio: Anything.
Novia: If we don't stay together, Lord forbid, promise me that we'll stay friends. No matter what.
Novio: I promise.
Novia: Good. Because I don't think I could imagine a world without you in my life.
Novio: You always get me emotional.
Novia: Aww, baby. Don't cry. *wipes your cheeks*
Novio: Can't help it. Am I too sensitive?
Novia: Nah. Your anger and sensitivity are pretty much balanced. Besides, I find you off the chart adorable right now.
Novio: Your a sucker for me, aren't you?
Novia: Guilty is charged. You're just so ... beautiful!
Novio: Says you. Your presence makes me weak in the knees.
Novia: You are beautiful. Well ... I guess handsome would be better to say but your features are beautiful. And weak in the knees? I be losing my breath.
Novio: Losing breath? I be acting like a scientist. Trying to figure out which star exploded and created the beauty I call my girlfriend.
Novia: Scientist? I be acting like a doctor. Trying to figure which gene I need to seize to bring down the beauty you possess.
Novio: I'm stuck.
Novia: Aha! Like I said, you're a beautiful man (in my Martin Lawrence voice).
Novio: Thank you, thank you. And you're a beautiful woman.
Novia: D'awwww. Thank youuu.
Novio: You're welcome. But, bae?
Novia: Hmm?
Novio: When did you lay on top of me?
Novia: Don't know but you're comfortable. Anyway, I'm going to bed.
Novio: We were supposed to make out!
Novia: I'll make it up to you. I promise.
Novio: You better!
Novia: I will. Now shush. Goodnight, baby boy. I love you.
Novio: I love you too.
