The results were in. And Harry did not like them.
He had signed up for this dating website, which took surveying to a whole new level. It said that it required a DNA sample to help find your one true love. Harry sent a few hair clippings, some dead skin and a urine sample.
They sent back the urine.
As he opened the letter, he stared in horror. It was the most beautiful lady he had ever seen. Curves in all the right places, straight lines in the others. A smile with brightness that could blind an eagle, and eyes that could pierce into the soul.
Too bad Harry was gay.
The first date was that day. How was he going to tell her? "I'm sorry, but I can't go out with you because I'm gay." To be honest, it was probably the survey's fault. It didn't have a sexuality option.
Now that I think about it, Harry thought, that was probably the stupidest thing I've ever done.
Hahahaha! It shows how far finding love can take you in doing silly things. Urine sample?
what kind of dating site requires a DNA sample? what are they gonna do, compare your illiels with everyone of the opposite gender and find the one that's closest? that could lead to you having a blind date with, like, your sister? that's a lot of illiels in common.
"Hummingbird" James Vernon is a 16 year old A-Level student in England. He likes video games, tabletop games and making fun of things. In this way, he is much like the majority of the internet.
Unfortunately, like the majority of the internet, he isn't good at any of these either. However, he considers himself pretty good at writing.
And also at consistently using the third person. And also at thinking up terrible nicknames for himself.
And also at using the sentence beginning "And also."
The results were in.