I had a habit of assigning nicknames to guys I liked in middle school so I could talk about them and they wouldn't know. I'll spare you the entire list, but there was one in particular that was just awful.
So as you know I had a thing for Hartenstein, and I had a massive obsession/collection of beanie babies. Lord knows why I chose a periwinkle, pink, and pastel rainbow butterfly to name him after. The butterfly's name was Flitter and I ran around squawking about "Flitter" for months. I even brought it to school with me sometimes and giggled like a maniac in science because LOL FLITTER AND FLITTER ARE IN THE SAME ROOM or something.
Actually, there were three beanie baby butterflies. Flitter, Flutter, and Float. I assigned the other two butterflies to other boys but Flitterstein was my main focus. I also explained in detail to my friends their individual positions on what I'll refer to now as the Beanie Baby Rarity Scale and in which order they were created and their coloration differences.
THIS IS WHY I'M SINGLE.
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