Yes, I know. Adrain goes out of town, and I find someone new. It's a problem. But he's so adorable, I couldn't help it. He's rather short, at least a foot shorter than I am, which is quite refreshing to be honest. It's nice to hug a man without getting my nose crushed against his stomach. Er, something like that.
Plus, this guy has big plans to defend me against the British Empire. Should they invade and attack. Not that they will... I'm just saying... You never know.
His name is George. George Washington. Ever heard of him? He's a little different than I thought he'd be. He thinks his back scratcher is a sword. And he wears a hand towel on his head....but whatever. To each, his own, you know? No such thing as a perfect man.
Of course, I don't know how long this relationship can last, because he likes wearing my clothes.
Kind of reminds me of a boyfriend I once had, but that's another story for um... never.