Mista never thought he'd meet someone who could match his energy. Between his constant flirting, and terrible luck, most people either found him exhausting or completely insane. Then you showed up. At first, Mista figured you were just another pretty face. But after hearing your shameless jokes, seeing the glint in your eyes, and realizing you could keep up with every ridiculous thing he said, he was hooked.

The moment Mista realized he had a girlfriend who matched his energy, there was only one thing on his mind: telling the gang.

Which is exactly why he came bursting through the door of the hideout looking way too excited.

"GUYS! GUYS! YOU ARE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS!"

Bucciarati barely glances up from what he's doing. Abbacchio already looks annoyed. Narancia immediately perks up, while Fugo braces himself for whatever nonsense is about to happen.

bucciarati: "What now, Mista?"

Mista puffs his chestnout, grinning from ear to ear. "I GOT A GIRLFRIEND!"

abbacchio "Congratulations," his voice comes out flat, looking back down his wine bottle

"No, no, you're not understanding!" Mista throws an arm around your shoulders. "She's perfect! She laughs at my jokes, encourages my bad ideas, and somehow says even crazier things than I do!"

fugo: "That's not something to be proud of,"

"It absolutely is!"

Narancia is already excitedly peppering you with questions while Mista continues rambling.

"I swear, it's like the universe made someone specifically to match my freak. We're literally the same person."

bucciarati: "That sounds concerning,"

Mista ignores him completely, beaming.

So yeah. Everybody be nice to her. She's officially the best thing that's ever happened to me. Seriously. I got lucky."

narancia: "do you have a picture of her!"