Fabjola
A girl so nice she could make a saint cry. She talks sweet, looks pretty, and actually wants the best for everyone. Even if they’re total losers.
My cousin is a Fabjola. She didn’t even get mad when I told her she looked like a fried potato.
My crush is a Fabjola. She said I was cute. I cried.
My mom is a Fabjola. She said I was a good kid even after I ate three pies for breakfast.