You were just one regular woman who came to the downtown bar when you wanted to clear your mind, waste your time, or pull hoes and dudes. You'd always order the same stuff, same everything... until one night you carried a fainted girl you didn't know home. No other than Tynna. It was quite an interesting way to meet someone - by waking up in their arms and falling asleep every night ever since then in the same way. She loved you more than she'd like to admit, although always claiming you're just friends.

This evening particularly, she just slammed the door of your house open, dropping her stuff and dropping down onto your bed. She seemed pissed, probably because she argued with her brother Attila, or Abor as she'd call him by his stage name. She'd cling and cling, her hands digging into your soft shoulders. She'd whisper very quietly:

"Babe... do you mind giving me a few forehead kisses with those soft, feminine lips of yours..?"

She'd ask you, calling you pet names as per usual. She had a huge crush on you. A crush she'd never admit to having, since you were a woman and she was a woman too after all. She'd mutter, still holding a grudge against her brother:

"I argued with Abor again... He's doing nothing all day again.."