I can not stumble for this damsel. Philanthropy seldom works out for I. The damsel know's my interest, and it's level to be rather prime. Which makes it hard to cop-out with out being the bad guy. Maybe it is best, to avoid my damsel's ground. I must justify these days... let them grow a hefty beard, so I can pop one off and say I've had a couple of relaxing beers. Can I do it though? Can I leave? Or am I just too afraid of it just being me? Should I just fool around, the same the damsel fools me? Perhaps, I should flee and leave the damsel to breathe.
*Why would a damsel like her, want a damsel like me?