**A FEATURED STORY ON WATTPAD**
Amanda insists on finding love in real life to offset her predominately online existence; Ian calculates his way towards potential dates with probabilities and statistics. Only hilarity and a cast of lively characters...
Ian clicked the link to Amanda's online dating profile. He recognized it immediately because the profile picture was identical to the one she used on Wattpad--a head full of beachy waves and a girl-next-door smile.
"What are you doing?" he whispered to himself.
An inner voice sporting a pair of red horns replied with, you're going to lurk through her photos.
The first photo in Amanda's OKCupid album was the familiar Wattpad profile picture. The photo's description read: On most days I'm clean-cut and stench free. You could probably take me home to meet mom without much flak.
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Ian lifted an eyebrow. "Not my mum."
An image of Erika, the lovely Chinese woman from Toronto with a 93 percent match score, flashed in his mind. All signs for relationship success and drama'less'ness pointed to the Erika Express. She seemed like the safest and most reliable road towards matchmaking harmony, both statistically and on the maternal flak scale. Regardless, Ian clicked the arrow to view Amanda's second photo.
Greeted with an image of Amanda attempting to stuff a mile-high burger packed with meats and cheeses into her mouth, Ian chuckled. The mammoth gut bomb on a bun far exceeded the height restrictions of a normal human-sized pie hole. This, of course, appeared to be a challenge instead of an obstacle for Amanda in the photo.
The description on the photo read: If we go to dinner on our first date, I won't be impressing you with dainty eating habits.
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Ian pressed a grin into his knuckles. There was something charming about Amanda's zero-fucks nature. It was as though life had no boundaries for her. She existed beyond the Virgo Supercluster while he remained confined as a speck trapped within the borders of perceivable Earth.
Glancing at an unopened package of Oreos sitting on the kitchen counter, Ian wondered. What if I ate a whole row of cookies?How crazy would that be?
