Sweeter Than Fiction

I am weird.

And I'm not talking she's so weird but in a cute way.

No. I mean I am actually weird. At least that's how most people would describe me. They don't always understand my ADHD or neurodivergent tendencies.

And that's okay. I've embraced my knitting and my cats. I've gotten used to all of my food allergies and stomach issues. I like the fact that I'd rather stay home and listen to a romance audiobook rather than go out for a night on the town. Heck, I'd rather not leave my house in general.

So, imagine my surprise when my smoke show of a neighbor shows up at my door to make me feel better after a particularly terrible evening. He even brings wine and offers to watch Gilmore Girls with me.

Then...he says he wants to be friends.

Before you know it, we are hanging out all the time.

I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop-like Ashton Kutcher will jump out and yell that I've been Punk'd or that I'll find myself in the middle of an early 2000's high school movie where the popular guy makes a bet that he can turn the nerdy girl from an ugly duckling into a swan.

But surprisingly, Don doesn't try to change me. Instead, he embraces my quirks and has me suddenly wondering if maybe book boyfriends can actually exist...