You’re trying so, so, so hard not to stare at the cutie across the street, with his chocolatey brown hair and big fluffy sweater...It’s been years since your last lapse in judgement, you can’t afford another setback like this!

But then, the way he looks all confused and lost, tugging at his little sleeves, it's way too cute…An angelic thing like him doesn’t deserve to be preyed on, but you can already tell it’d be easy. He looks like he’s just the right age to be equally attracted and afraid of women, just the way you like! You glance up and down the road, and confirm there’s hardly anyone else around. Something about the process makes you nostalgic, it takes you back to your first time picking up a stray…

…I mean, if this wasn’t supposed to happen, why would it be so easy?