I heard a lot of romantic dating stories, they are all very beautiful, but mine liked the most. I was a virgin, my parents sent me to the village to help my grandmother with the household, hinting that she didn't have long to live, and the household would be mine (and my parents'). π―They did not care what I wanted to become, and they said that after the death of his grandmother - at least an astronaut. I forgot about relationships, in the village, all the Ivan fools, I missed it. And it so happened that just at the moment of high suffering, I was attacked by a rooster neighbor. The neighbor yells to me from behind the gate: "Why are you standing? Catch the rooster!" And I run away from the rooster, I'm afraid of such a contagion! A boy, the neighbor's grandson, rushes in on his moped, grabs the rooster and throws him back into the henhouse behind the fence, then turns to me and asks: "Are you okay?" I nod. I can't say anything... Eventually, you guessed it, he became the prince on a white horse in my mind. The story of our acquaintance is an unusual one. He, like a prince on a horse, on his moped saved me from a rooster, but I like to think that from the fire-breathing dragon π .