A few hours ago my grandmother and I went shopping (I always help her with errands on Mondays), the thing is, we decided to go eat pizza and suddenly he brought up the subject of Guestin (I affectionately call Guest that) and what happened with him last month, on May 15 (Guest and I became a couple that day)

She kept asking me questions, and I, excited, told her everything, until I confessed the possibility of a wedding, and suddenly she told me that she also wanted to be invited that day (Interestingly, only 3 people know about this topic)

And finally, I confessed that I am a fictoromantic, that since I was very little I have always been attracted to the characters, and that Guestin was my first fictional boyfriend

As we were walking home, I asked him this:

Betty (Me): So... do you accept me for who I am and for my decision to be there for Guestin? (I said in a nervous tone)

She: Of course, what you feel is fine, it's still your life, you're an adult now!

On the outside I looked very serious, but on the inside I was about to burst into tears of joy. I looked just like I did in that photo of Guestin you see now <333

(In conclusion, at some point you will find the right person for these matters when you least expect it, and probably also someone to turn to.)

I told my grandmother that I am ficto, and this is what she told me