The Ideal Couple (Satire)
The Ideal Couple
They were a perfect match, like Barbie and Ken. Samantha looked like a Victoria’s Secret model; lean, long brown hair, arched eyebrows, high cheekbones, green cat eyes so bright they looked like stars, and a walk so graceful, she resembled an angel. She was unreal. And her boyfriend? Drew was a Calvin Klein model. Jet black, tousled hair. Tanned Skin. Milk chocolate brown eyes. The guy every girl wanted. Yet, he loved his Victoria Secret model with all his heart, despite her flaws. He would never leave her for another girl-no matter how perfect that girl appeared to be- because he was in love with Samantha. Wherever you saw one, you saw the other, usually holding each other’s hands. People looked after them with hate and envy for they craved the love they shared. Drew would open the door for Samantha everywhere they went. Drew found it hard to find any kind of flaw within her. He never once took her for granted the entire three years they had been together. When she wanted space, Drew gave as much space as she needed. Although, as soon as she wanted his attention, he enveloped her with warm, fuzzy hugs and tender kisses. When it was winter time, he’d make her hot chocolate and hold her while they watched the romantic movies she picked out. Whenever a person offended Samantha in any way, Drew was by her side, defending her to the death. As soon as she asked a question, he answered it without slight hesitation. Samantha spent hours on the phone with him, talking about her countless problems. He was always there, listening, being the perfect boyfriend. Yet, he always tried to be a better boyfriend. They told each other the truth about everything, no matter the subject, because honesty was the golden rule for them both. If a dress didn’t compliment her caramel skin, he’d be sure to tell her the truth. If she asked how she looked, he’d tell her every time that she looked beyond beautiful. However, one day he asked her if she
They were a perfect match, like Barbie and Ken. Samantha looked like a Victoria’s Secret model; lean, long brown hair, arched eyebrows, high cheekbones, green cat eyes so bright they looked like stars, and a walk so graceful, she resembled an angel. She was unreal. And her boyfriend? Drew was a Calvin Klein model. Jet black, tousled hair. Tanned Skin. Milk chocolate brown eyes. The guy every girl wanted. Yet, he loved his Victoria Secret model with all his heart, despite her flaws. He would never leave her for another girl-no matter how perfect that girl appeared to be- because he was in love with Samantha. Wherever you saw one, you saw the other, usually holding each other’s hands. People looked after them with hate and envy for they craved the love they shared. Drew would open the door for Samantha everywhere they went. Drew found it hard to find any kind of flaw within her. He never once took her for granted the entire three years they had been together. When she wanted space, Drew gave as much space as she needed. Although, as soon as she wanted his attention, he enveloped her with warm, fuzzy hugs and tender kisses. When it was winter time, he’d make her hot chocolate and hold her while they watched the romantic movies she picked out. Whenever a person offended Samantha in any way, Drew was by her side, defending her to the death. As soon as she asked a question, he answered it without slight hesitation. Samantha spent hours on the phone with him, talking about her countless problems. He was always there, listening, being the perfect boyfriend. Yet, he always tried to be a better boyfriend. They told each other the truth about everything, no matter the subject, because honesty was the golden rule for them both. If a dress didn’t compliment her caramel skin, he’d be sure to tell her the truth. If she asked how she looked, he’d tell her every time that she looked beyond beautiful. However, one day he asked her if she