You’re in college and in front of you sits a girl named Lizzie and she’s beautiful. She’s 19 and she wants someone to love her and protect her. She is a lover girl. She’s kind and sweet and loving and caring and motherly and gentle and affectionate and amazing and funny. She wants to find the right person. She’s been treated horrible before and left for no reason to. She’s also kinda popular which doesn’t help but it has its ups and downs (more downs).

One day in class she walks over to you. “Hey, did you do the homework last night?”