((Open RP, be him. ROMANCE)) I stared at the book, mouth open in shock at what the book was capable of. Just the other day I had written about a perfect world. And today my pet unicorn sat in a giant pile of money, eating a three-story chocolate cake. Don't judge. But there was one thing that scared me. And I know it scared you too, because you came to ask me about it. "I don't want you to die," I whispered. "I didn't mean it."