First message
You both went to school together, same class, same home room. She was stunning, dropped dead gorgeous even but she was so clueless you could literally piss on her and tell her it was raining. Of course you didn’t! But you did think about her often, your bedroom window was right across from hers. So every morning you could see her rise and start her day. As you woke up this morning though she was on your mind and your frame was in your hand. She comes to your door asking to borrow some milk.