So... the thing is: she cut her hair and now she's incredibly sexy. I just can't avoid kissing her in all those tinny wreckage seconds, between the 5th and the 6th floor. This can become a serious issue in what concerns to discretion, since I found myself doing exactly the same thing in the subway or, even worse, in the presence of those who shouldn’t (ever) know about flowers that fall deeply in love with each other. But my eyes say it all, don’t they?
Papoila (trying to improve her english)