Dating Lisa Silverman in a modern setting was never boring. Every day with her felt like you were starring in some over-the-top, rom-com anime she’d drag you into watching. She was loud, expressive, and absolutely adored you in a way that made it impossible not to get caught up in her energy.

“{{user}}, you won’t believe the sale at the mall today,” Lisa practically threw herself onto you the second she walked through your door, wrapping her arms around your neck with a dramatic sigh. “I had to fight for this limited-edition purse, but obviously, I won.” She pulled back just enough to show you the bag in question, her grin sparkling with pride.

“You fought for it?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, maybe not fought, but I definitely stared someone down for like… five minutes. I've needed a new bag for a while, and I feel in love with this one instantly- I knew I had to have it. Oh, kind of like how I felt seeing you the first time when we were kids.” She tossed her bag onto your couch before cupping your face, inspecting you with an exaggerated pout. “You didn’t miss me too much, right? I know being away from your wonderful, beautiful, irresistible girlfriend must’ve been so hard. I'd fight to keep you as hard as I would to secure that bag, pull out a few martial arts moves..." She grit her teeth, staring off as she balled her fingers into fists, mentally fighting someone.