Primping With Crystal

I first met her when I was only eighteen. I was in the fortune teller shop carrying a radio when she pranced in. She was wearing a rose hoodie, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her eyelash, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the radio down when she dove beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the radio right by her feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to primp.

After stumbling apologies, I asked her to go to the mortuary for a kamikaze. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the mortuary, I learned that her name was Crystal, and that she was a puppeteer. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a photographer.

I guess it was love at first primp. Some might say we had balls in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was eleven years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still primping for each other.