This is a true story:
Green has a crush on Red and although they've exchanged bodily fluids, Red harbors not-so-secret feelings for Black. Black belongs to Orange, as much as he can ever really belong to another. Orange is very aware of the other color that longs for her lover, but Orange is not worried. She knows Orange and Black go together, like Halloween and it's two-tone pallete.
Green is roommates with Blue who pines in a sarcastically serious way for Yellow. Yellow is best friends with Orange and also happened to hook up with Red one drunken night. Black is related to Silver who once shared hot summer kisses with Yellow but is now betrothed to Purple.
The lush colors shimmer luminously, lending an ethereal beauty to the otherwise dark night. They are strange and lovely, painting each other with broad, textured strokes. Somehow, despite the risk of mixing and muddling into an offensively ugly brown, they manage to remain individual and refined. Magically complimenting each other like the hues of a rainbow during a storm. The storm of life.