I’m not going to stop until this woman is happy

One day, in 2013, I sat in my car and stared at the text on my phone. *Hi, I’m doing an experiment for a school project.* *I texted you because I got your number randomly. If you text back, it means you’re taking part in the experiment and will contribute to a better grade for me.* *All you have to do is reply with a “B”.* *I expect you not to take part in the experiment.* *You always do what you expect of yourself.* I was expecting myself to delete the text and forget about it. I typed a ‘B’. I was going to get that better grade. I wanted that grade, for her. So she could stay in university. I could never let her struggle. It was 8:16 AM on a Tuesday. I was now parked outside her neighborhood. I got out of my car and walked to her house. I had to ring the doorbell a few times before she opened it. She had fluffy slippers on, they made her feet look smaller. “Your feet look sexier with the fuzzy slippers, don’t change a thing.” “Oh, wow.” She blushed at my comment, I could see her pupils dilate, she had liked it. I had to get closer. I took a step toward her. “Not so close.” “Okay.” I froze. “You can come in.” I walked past her and sat on the couch. We talked about her project and her school. She was so smart. I had never been this interested in anybody before. “Can I get you anything?” “Yes.” “What is it?” “Do you have any coffee?” “Yes, I’ll go make some.” “You don’t have to get up for me.” “It’s okay.” “Then don’t spill anything, I wouldn’t want you to burn yourself.” “Thanks.” “I always want the best for you.” “I know, you’re always so kind.” “Because that’s what you deserve.” “Thank you.” “Do you like your tea black?” “Yes.” “You drink your coffee black?” “Yes.” “You drink your tea black and coffee black?” “Yes.” “Is there anything you like that isn’t black?” “Ooh, what’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing.” “No, that sounded the opposite of nothing.” “I’m just very interested in you.” “Oh? What do you want to know?” “Everything.” “Okay, but I think you already know most things about me.” “Like what?” “My favorite flower.” “I thought daisies were your favorite flower.” “They are.” “Oh, so maybe you know, what’s my favorite movie?” “You don’t like movies.” “That’s right.” “I can’t think of anything else.” “I’ll give you a hint.” “What’s the hint?” “My favorite color.” “You don’t like any color.” “That’s right.” “Hate might be a better word.” “What do you hate?” “Bright colors.” “If you had to pick a favorite color?” “What color do you like?” “I like red.” “I like red.” “Really?” “Yes.” “I see, well, you like red, daisies, and black tea.” “Ha! Yeah.” “At least we have something in common.” “Yeah.” “I want to know more about you.” “Okay, what else do you want to know?” “Do you like pineapples on pizza?” “Yes.” “All right, so do I.” “Yeah.” “I see, so we both like red, daisies, black tea, and pineapple pizza.” “Yeah.” “At least we have four things in common.” “Yeah.” “Oh, right, my favorite color might be red.” “Yeah?” “It is.” “Why?” “Because you like it.” “I like it?” “Yes.” “Oh, right, I like it because you like it.” “Yes.” “I see.” “But I don’t like it.” “Oh, sorry.” “No, it’s okay, I just like what you like.” “Okay.” “So what do you like?” “I like what you like.” “Okay, so what do I like?” “You like pineapples on pizza, daisies, and black tea.” “Oh, yeah.” “So you like what you like.” “Yes.” “Oh, I get it, so you like what you like because you like what you like.” “Yes.” “But that isn’t a thing that you like.” “Oh, right, I like what you like.” “Yes.” “Oh, so I like that I like what you like?” “Yes.” “Okay, so I like what you like, and you like what you like because you like what I like?” “Yes.” “Oh, right, so I like what I like because I like what you like, and you like what I like because you like what I like because you like what you like.” “Yes.” “I see.” “You like what you like because you like what I like, and I like what you like because I like what you like because I like what I like.” “Yes.” “Oh, right.” “But that isn’t a thing that you like.” “No.” “Oh.” “But you don’t like that it’s not a thing you like.” “Oh, yeah.” “So you like what you like and you don’t like what you don’t like.” “Yes.” “Yes.” “That makes sense.” “Yes.” “I’m going to get my coat.” “Where are we going?” “To the mall. I want to buy you a dress.” “Oh, thank you.” “You deserve the best.” “I’m going to get my car.” “I’ll drive.” “No, it’s okay.” “I always drive you around.” “Oh, yeah.” “So what are we going to get at the mall?” “I’m going to buy you a dress.” “Oh, yeah.” “What color do you think you’ll like the dress to be?” “What color do you like?” “I like red.” “I like red.” “Do you want a red dress?” “Yes.” “Let’s go.” “Okay.” I smiled and got up from the couch. I walked over to her, she was about to pass me but I caught her arm. “You always look so beautiful.” “Thank you.” “I could never make you look more beautiful.” “I know.” “But I have to try.” “I know.” “I know exactly what would make you look more beautiful.” “What’s that?” “If I got you a red dress and put it on you.” “Okay.” I took her hand and we walked out of the house and into my car. I drove us to the mall. I parked the car, she smiled at me and we walked toward the mall. I took her to the first store in the mall, she picked out a red dress but I didn’t like it. “Do you like that dress?” “Yes.” “I don’t.” “Oh.” “Let’s go to the next store.” “Okay.” I took her to the next store, she picked out another red dress, I didn’t like that one either. “Do you like that dress?” “Yes.” “I don’t.” “Oh.” “Let’s go to the next store.” “Okay.” I took her to the next store, she picked out another red dress, I didn’t like that one either. “Do you like that dress?” “Yes.” “I don’t.” “Oh.” “Let’s go to the next store.” “Okay.” I took her to the next store, and the next store, and the next store, but none of the dresses were good enough for her. “Do you like that dress?” “Yes.” “I don’t, you don’t like it either.” “Oh.” “Let’s go to the next store.” “Okay.” I took her to the next store, she found another dress but it wasn’t good enough. “Do you like that dress?” “Yes.” “I don’t.” “Oh.” “I think we should go to the next store.” “Okay.” She didn’t like any of the dresses in the mall, but I wasn’t going to stop until she found the perfect one. She deserved the best. I took her to every store in the mall, but none of the dresses were good enough for her. I was going to keep looking for as long as it took. I took her to another mall, and another mall, and another mall, but couldn’t find a dress that she liked. I didn’t like any of the dresses, she didn’t like any of the dresses. She deserved the perfect dress. I took her to every mall in the city. She was sad. She didn’t like any of the dresses, none of them fit. “I’m sorry.” “Why are you sorry?” “I can’t find a dress that you like.” “Oh, I didn’t expect to find one, I just wanted to hang out with you.” “Oh.” “I just like being with you.” “Oh.” “I like you.” “Oh.” “I very much like you.” “Oh.”

I’m not going to stop until this woman is happy

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