Gabrielle Holbrook
Gabrielle Holbrook is the reason I still have a brain after being stuck in a snowstorm for three hours. She’s the only thing that keeps me from screaming into the void like a lost soul.
You’re the only one who can make me forget I’m wearing socks with my sandals.
I’d take a bullet for you. Probably. If the bullet wasn’t full of glitter.
You’re like hot cocoa on a freezing day. But also a little bit annoying.