She was head to toe gorgeous. Her skin golden and her teeth glowing. How the hell am I on a date with someone like this?

“So what will you be ordering?” the waiter says as he looks to my date. “I’ll have the tortellini.” she says at the dimly lit Italian restaurant. We’re separated by a circular table with a white cloth, but somehow I just feel so close. I scamper to look at the menu. Spaghetti? ...

I hid myself for a long time. I was watching a woman I care about fall in love with someone she didn’t even know. It was time to tell her. After saving her from someone trying to steal her purse, she looked at me and said “I don’t know what I’d do without you Spider-Man.” It was dark, but a streetlight illuminated her beauty. Her long blonde hair and her shiny purple dress, when I gave back her pu...