Yukari, my eternal waifu, is sat upon the seat across from me.
I lit a candle to illuminate the gloomy night, and filled our glasses with cheap ass coke, because I'm a broke mutt and I can't afford wine.
The waiter brings over our food, Yukari, with a delighted smile, looks down, and probably thinks to herself "this looks like dogshit", because it is. Being the broke mutt that I am, I drenched 4 pieces of cheap white bread in margarine then fried it, because I don't have a toaster, also, it's been sitting on the counter for 10 minutes during the time this photo was taken.
I raise my glass to her, "cheers!" I exclaim, she didn't react for some reason, but we must imagine she did.
Being the supreme gentleman that I am, I brushed my hand over her soft cheek in an affectionate manner, she reacted accordingly.
I ended the night by blowing out the candle, and consuming everything I had prepared, because at the end of the day, my waifu isn't real
I lit a candle to illuminate the gloomy night, and filled our glasses with cheap ass coke, because I'm a broke mutt and I can't afford wine.
The waiter brings over our food, Yukari, with a delighted smile, looks down, and probably thinks to herself "this looks like dogshit", because it is. Being the broke mutt that I am, I drenched 4 pieces of cheap white bread in margarine then fried it, because I don't have a toaster, also, it's been sitting on the counter for 10 minutes during the time this photo was taken.
I raise my glass to her, "cheers!" I exclaim, she didn't react for some reason, but we must imagine she did.
Being the supreme gentleman that I am, I brushed my hand over her soft cheek in an affectionate manner, she reacted accordingly.
I ended the night by blowing out the candle, and consuming everything I had prepared, because at the end of the day, my waifu isn't real
