THE RC GUY

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So the RC guy is shattered after I left without saying goodbye. Yes, I'm one for dramatic entries and exits apparently. Welcome to my life, Cinderella style.

Half an hour later, I get a friend request on Facebook and a message from him saying:

"What is this? No goodbye hug or even a goodbye?" 

Cute. But what? Clearly I or something had done some major screw up to his head because I did not know it was anything near compulsory for me to even farewell him in such a way.

Our conversation never ended from that point onwards and I remember him smoothly slipping in the fact that he would be in Burn city (Melbourne) again in a couple of days and would really enjoy seeing me. Smooth.

In the wise words of my friend Joel, "you [smooth] motherfucker."

Cheesy boy.

I got to know this guy on a comprehensive level within three to four days and we were absolutely inseparable by text. What has the world become? Our friendship was technologically inclined. It was fast, instant almost and I could even describe the connection we had as two people were like that too.

I met him at a cafe in Fitzroy for our first date a couple of days later. I was nervous as hell and he didn't seem to be phased by that at all. Even now he claims he had fallen for me even before we met for our first date and that day was only there to formally "seal the deal."

He helped me bake 100 of these cupcakes for charity. Amazing!

It was generic. You know? The movie, lunch or dinner kind of date. But the conversation was flowing naturally and I really enjoyed his company. The RC guy was unbelievably genuine, I was surprised to find out that someone like him even existed. After my extensive history with some average males with some notorious habits and values, the RC guy became an idea way too good to be true. And I quickly picked up his habits and learnt to fall for this young man who ticked all the boxes of the perfect guy I would want to spend the rest of my life with.

Dinner at Pacific House, Victoria Street Richmond.

Here's the big bombshell, this young gentleman had been a friend zoned guy for most of his life and had been single for three years now. What? And so I considered myself the luckiest girl on the planet...in all of history. I saw him again in two days. It was interesting to see how comfortable we became with each other. I had never met someone who was on the same level on life values and really respected everything I did and who I was. It's been a month since and I cannot even begin to describe this feeling. It's foreign to me but it's a good and addictive feeling and I'm in a state of euphoria.

Mocktails at Dessert Box, Lygon Street. 

We actually see each other a lot more than normal long distance relationship couples do. He works long strange hours which make him unbearably exhausted but he never seems to be too tired to see me. I adore him for the fact that he even goes out of his way for it. His lifestyle, though packed and exhausting it may seem, really fits with mine. I work and go to uni and really struggle to find time for myself but he and I naturally compliment each other without over powering one another. He likes to drive, and I love random adventures. I think my strict asian parents have become so lenient by the fact that I am seeing a guy who really suits me, they couldn't even careless what time I headed home. I love that. It feels so right to be growing up like this. 

The 86, we just signed for over the weekend. 

There are so many more adventures that I will be looking forward to with him. It's something that I still have not grasped and I am yet to find out more about myself too. So to wrap it up, in the last month, I closed a chapter of my life and started a new book. One that's probably going to be called, Adulthood.