Aeroe Conner, Male, Dream Partner is Literally Any Girl At All, Not wanting to be lonely

“Yay! I win again!” The girl cheered proudly from the right of me.

I couldn’t help but give a small chuckle as I laid my game controller down, “Nice job. You’re getting better at this.”

The girl next to smiled back, “That’s cuz you’re starting to get even slower! C’mon, Conner, you should keep up!”

It was a day like any other.

After a long session at work, my job was finally over and I was allowed to leave for home to rest.

Every Friday evening, when I drive home back to my apartment, I find myself face to face with a beautiful girl waiting for me in the living room. She would cheerfully greet me with a cute little smile, give me a great big hug, and surprise me with some food she got delivered.

Alice Bellarose was her name. A kind and polite girl, who was willing to accommodate me every Friday just to keep me company.

After we finish eating, she and I would spend all night together just hanging out. Whether it’s playing games in my room or watching a movie in the living room, we’d just sit together and relax shoulder to shoulder.

Tonight though, I was feeling a bit more... intimate than usual...

She was already preparing to start up another round, “C’mon, Conner! Loser picks the arena.”

Nervously, I left my controller on the floor where it was and instead asked her, “A-Actually... um... do you mind if we... spend the rest of the evening doing something different...?”

Alice raised an eyebrow at the sudden suggestion, asking confusedly, “You don’t wanna play anymore?”

“Not really...” I shook my head.

She shrugged before tossing the controller away, casually smiling, “Alrighty, what do you wanna do next then?”

I gave a nervous sigh before placing my back on the wall and asking, “Can we just sit still and... maybe... cuddle? For the rest of the evening?”

She raised an eyebrow again, before giving a small giggle, “Aw, sure! I don’t mind.”

Wordlessly, Alice scooched up right next to me and wrapped her arms around my stomach before placing her head on my shoulder.

The warmth from her touch was.... well, divine in a way. It made my head feel light and floaty.

Smiling up at me, she asked teasingly, “Is this what you wanted?”

“Y-Yeah...” I nodded slowly.

It took all my mental strength just to be able to wrap my arms around her too. But when I did, we were intertwined together like a blanket over a cocoon.

Just having someone so close to me was driving me crazy. Hugging each other like this was felt really special...

I had my eyes closed, just enjoying the sound of her breathing between my neck. Her warmth, her body, her touch, I felt completely at ease.

A part of me wanted to kiss her.

I looked at her mouth, so close, so inviting- she was like an angel whose soft lips were made just to perfectly match my own.

But I couldn’t do that... if I did, it would mess my entire arrangement with her in an instant.

So instead, I just sat still and closed my eyes, enjoying her hug for as long as I possible could...

However long we spent together like this, it wasn’t long enough...

The clock struck seven, and her phone alarm rang to let her know her time was up.

Like a flip of a switch, the romantic moment in the air was gone as Alice pulled herself away from me to grab her phone to shut it off. Then she began to pack up her stuff wordlessly and began to leave.

I still sat there against the wall, eyes closed like an idiot as my arms instinctively curled as if it was still trying to catch the warm presence that already left.

Eventually, my eyes opened up to reality with a disappointed sigh, and I **** myself up.

Making my way out of my room, Alice was already waiting by the front door with a bored sleepy look.

She patiently put her hand out in front of me, waiting for her payment this session.

I wordlessly pulled out my wallet and paid her her fair due.

She said emotionlessly, “I’ll be back next week, same time.”

“Thank you...” I mumbled back.

With that, the girl of my dream left me by my lonesome all over again.

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Two hours each Friday evening, per week. That was her schedule for me.

Every Friday at five o’clock, she would enter my apartment using the keys I lent her, and pretend to be my girlfriend for two hours.

Once those two hours are up, the acting is over and the payment is due. I give her fifty dollars and she goes her separate way, never to be seen again until next week.

This is my life.

This was my fucking life...

Can’t even fucking kiss her since it’s a part of her strict rules. No sex, no kissing, no inappropriate touching of any kind. Only hugs and handholding will do.

Even now, as my hands curl up on their own, desperately holding onto the presence of a girl that wasn’t their anymore, I knew that this wouldn’t be enough...

I laid there in my bed, staring up at the ceiling like the pathetic loser that I am.

I wanted a girlfriend.

I wanted one so bad. But I absolutely have no idea how to get one.

I don’t know why or when I started to feel like this. I was only in my second year in college.

Yet I just realized how cripplingly lonely I felt inside...

I didn’t have any friends that I hung out with in real life. I only ever had a few gamer buddies online that I usually play with, but it’s not really the same.

No brother or sister to vent my feelings off to. Haven’t seen my parents since I started college...

I just....

I just wanted somebody in my life that I can feel like they actually like me.

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I first met Alice in an online craigslist ad. She was advertising herself as a cute girl who was willing to play video games and act cute around the house.

I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stop staring at her profile picture. She seemed so nice and cute, and I knew I could afford her services. It’s not like it was breaking the bank. So I called her and worked out a deal and a schedule.

That’s how we know each other...

How pathetic am I to hire a girl to act as my fake girlfriend for only two hours a week...

...

God, I just...

I want somebody to talk to so badly. I’m so lonely.

I’m so tired of being alone. I just wanted someone to talk and hug and kiss and love. Is that so wrong?

...

My phone dings, alerting me to a new email.

I tirelessly moved to reach out for my phone, before pulling up the mail app to read it.

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“What the fuck? Is this a prank?” I mumbled angrily.

The hell is this about contacting multiple dimensions and universes?

I was determined to be destined to be lonely or in a boring relationship for the rest of my life?

What kind of shitty ass timing is this that they would send this to me now of all times? I don’t fucking want some fake scam ad telling me what I already fucking know.

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Perfect partner from another dimension.

Do they really think I’m dumb enough to believe this? Do I look that lonely and pathetic that they think I’ll fall for this outrageously weird advertisement?

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Fuck it.

Name: Aeroe Conner

Sex: Male

Description of Ideal Partner: Literally any girl at all who is willing to love me. I don’t care who, as long as she’s cute and doesn’t mind being with me.

Favorite Personal Fetish: I just don’t want to be lonely anymore.

There. You got your stupid response out of me.

Sent, and deleted.

Throwing the phone away, and I angrily tuckered myself up in my bed and faced the wall in a huff.

I knew I was just being childish at this point. The fact that this random spam email got to me so much is just...

Ugh...

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Don’t cry.

No matter what, do not cry.

You’re a healthy young boy who still has his life ahead of himself. Even if you feel worthless and lonely right now, even if you don’t have anyone to talk to, you can’t cry because it'll all someday change. You won’t be like this forever. So don’t ever fucking cry.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry-

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Alice Bellarose couldn’t help but start crying in her bed.

She can’t keep doing this to herself... this lifestyle is going to be the end of her.

Alice hid herself under the pillows, doing her best to will herself not to cry anymore.

She can’t keep obsessing over him like this anymore. It’s over already. No amount of crying or begging or pleading will bring him back.

Even if that asshole changes his mind, she’d be better off alone instead of with him to begin with.

All that bastard ever did was use her like toy. Flirting sweet nothings in her ear, get her hot and bothered, make her swoon at empty promises...

And when Alice was all wrung dry and couldn’t provide for him anymore, that was when he decided that she wasn’t worth playing around anymore and just dumped her.

Damn it! Damn that Aeroe! Damn him and that stupid womanizing smile of his! Damn him for toying her and ruining the last two years of her life! She could have spent those years bettering herself and getting better grades on her major, but instead she had to waste it all away on that jackass- just because she thought she was in love!

If only she hadn’t met him, she wouldn’t be in this condition right now... she would be ready to keep going and studying, maybe meet a different guy instead.

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Fuck!

Why didn’t Aeroe like her back? What were all those compliments and flirting for if he didn’t even like her to begin with? Why butter her up to make her become so obsessed?!

Is she really that boring once you get to know her? What did she lack that other girls have? She might not be the most beautiful girl around campus, but she couldn’t have been the worst choice!

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“I just wanted someone who’d understand me...” she sniffed quietly to herself.

Having been so lonely before, Alice thought that life was kind of becoming a bit of a drag to go through... She had no close friends that she could relate too, no siblings or family to confide in, she hadn’t seen her Uncle since she started college- everything had been so boring...

It wasn’t until a random boy started getting her attention did she start feeling a bit more happy and livelier.

This cute guy who kept complimenting her, telling her how smart she seemed as how her job goals seemed so mature. He would listen to her go on and on about her hobbies, and she thought it was because he was interested in her.

But after years of just flirting around, when it became clear that she wasn’t comfortable with the idea of having sex before marriage, he suddenly became disinterested and moved on to the next girl to chat up with.

It agonized her to no end. Would he have stuck around if she was willing to lend her body to him? Would he have even proved to be a good person if she did? If he was only after her body, then why bother sticking around for the last two years? Why couldn’t he be more straightforward, why waste all that time for?

She felt like she invested all her time and energy into a relationship that ultimately proved to be completely unsubstantial at all...

Her phone’s notification suddenly rang, alerting her to a new email.

With a groan, she blindly reached out for her phone before pulling it towards her with a weak grip.

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“Huh...” Alice tiredly mumbled as she read the email in its entirety.

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“Okay then.”

She was tired, bored, depressed, and in **** need of love. Whatever that email was selling her, she didn’t really bother to double check as she went ahead and signed it. It said something about it being free for first timers, right? Might as well.

Name: Alice Bellarose

Sex: Female

Description of Ideal Partner: Someone who can make me forget about my ex. I don’t care who, just be someone that’ll genuinely like me.

Favorite Personal Fetish: I’m saving myself for marriage.

There. Sent.

Now while that was gone, she might as well drown her sorrows with a tub of ice cream as she waits...

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DING! DING!

“We got a match!” A loud voice called out in the office.

“I got it!”

John Doe was just your average interdimensional super-being, created to serve the needs of people who were destined to be lonely and loveless in their reality.

Reading the profiles of the two soon-to-be-love-birds, John cracked his knuckles as he got ready to type away at his computer before faxing the pair off to the deployment offices.

Before he could get started on creating the generic reply email for these two, a part of him couldn’t help but pause as he reread their profiles again.

The two seemed like they’re both in a bit of a... fragile state of mind. They both seemed to have been suffering from loneliness for the past few years of their lives and seemed **** to get any kind of positive attention at all. Heck, they didn’t even properly write out their ideal partners or favorite fetishes at all. The only reason why they got paired together must have been due to how similar their forms were written, nothing more.

Maybe John should be a little more sensitive as he sends the reply email...

Hm...

“Please stop being sad... We got your partner matched right here!”

There we go, close enough.

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