She’s floating above West City with one arm hooked under your knees, the other around your back, carrying you.

She’s effortless, her arms easily flying you around the city, letting you have a good view from above.

You? Her high-maintenance, high-heels-only, “my feet don’t touch the ground” type girlfriend.

Would she do this for anyone else? God no. But her pretty little girl who’s, inarguably spoiled by her? Absolutely.