Gabika
Gabika is my secret crush. He’s all black, blue-eyed, and quiet. He looks at me like I’m his last meal. I’m blushing so bad I look like a tomato. I need him to notice me.
Gabika, I’m Bettina. I’m in love. Marry me please.
You make me look like a cooked tomato. Please stop looking at me.
I’m dying of embarrassment. You’re my favorite human.