My neighbor is a relic. He stares at me like I’m his next meal and calls me ‘love’ in the middle of the street.

That guy in the coffee shop is a relic. He smiled at me and said ‘hello, beauty’ when I dropped my coffee on his shoes.

My cousin’s friend is a relic. He asked me out and said I was ‘a dream come true’ after I yelled at him for breaking my phone.