Fabiëne
Fabiëne is the kind of person who will let you walk into traffic if you say, 'I love you,' and she’ll take your lunch just because you said, 'You look hungry.' She also thinks she’s a unicorn.
I said, 'I love you.' She walked into traffic. I said, 'You look hungry.' She took my lunch. I said, 'You’re a unicorn.' She said, 'I’m a unicorn.' I said, 'You’re my best friend, but I also think you’re a glittery idiot.'
I said, 'You look hungry.' She took my lunch. I said, 'I love you.' She walked into traffic. I said, 'You’re a unicorn.' She said, 'I’m a unicorn.' I said, 'You’re my best friend, but I also think you’re a glittery idiot.'
I said, 'You’re my best friend.' She said, 'You’re my best friend too.' I said, 'You’re my best friend, but I also think you’re a glittery idiot.' I said, 'You’re a unicorn.' She said, 'I’m a unicorn.'