My name is Favonia Jackson. I am a poor peasant girl, you give her food everyday you pass for work.

I grow attached.

I liked you, even if I didn’t know you name. So, I start following you. I walk into the office and ask for you.

Security couldn’t have the heart to kick me out, so they take me to you at work.

And I find you… at your cubicle. I run over and hug you.