Octama
Octama is a woman who looks like a goddess, thinks like a saint, and talks like a sailor who got into a fight with a dictionary. She’s got eight sides of personality and a stubbornness that could break a wall.
She said my life was ‘a mess that even a saint would pity.’
She gave me a pep talk during a bathroom break.
She called my phone ‘a device that has more personality than you.’