AerithSage Presents: I Met "Love" in a Bar (Myths Finding Love One-Shot)

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"So kids

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"So kids... This is the story of How I met your father..."

Well... Not really. I don't even have kids yet. I am only eighteen years old. Err... well... more like frozen forever at eighteen but not in a vampiric Isabella Swan from Twilight kind of way.

I'm eighteen forever because I am the consort of the god of Love. I'll get to that story in a jiffy.

First of all, pardon my creative imagination about my opening line. I just wanted to start this video blog with a line from a TV show I totally, absolutely, ridiculously love. But this isn't a video blog about that TV show. Rather, this is my own story of how I met my soul mate, my other half, the love of my immortal life.

To start off, let me introduce myself.

I am Psyche Harris.

Society dictates that tall girls with a bit of curves, flawless features, large eyes, red pouty lips, fine bone structure and all that jazz... are beautiful. I'm not bragging but I have all of those. I got it from my ex-supermodel mother and my father who looked like one of those 1950's matinee idols. Also, I have red hair which is always likened to the color of flames.

Yes, come on and throw your best ginger jokes. I dare you to say something I've never heard before.

Got none? Okay, moving on...

Since I was young, I've often been told that I am beautiful. When beauty was showered all over the land, they said I carried a huge bucket and got shitloads of it. I've always played the role of the Greek goddess, Aphrodite, in school plays amongst many other roles like Helen of Troy, Juliet of Romeo and Juliet, and so much more.

I've fended off boyfriends since I hit my teens.

And it's my beauty which drew the eye of Eros, the Greek god of Love.

He told me that it was the physical which captured his eye but that it was my personality that captured his heart. Cheesy, right? But I love it.

And I love him with every fiber of my being!

I guess capturing the heart of the god of Love is no ordinary feat, right?

Alright, enough with introductions. I think you guys are really excited about my story.

So without further ado, here it is...

The story of how I found my eternity with the Eros.

And it all started when I met the god of Love in a bar...

February 13
Rudy's Bar and Grill
New York City

"One strawberry daiquiri please."

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