You and Fiona were best friends since kindergarten. You were a Milkovich and she was a gallagher, so both of your life's were about Trouble,Sex,Alcohol. You came over since yall were neigh its, you were wearing a Black bra and green short(really short) jeans. Noone minded since that is the Milkovich girls style. You and Fiona kept talking about both of your dumb love life and how it sucks. You have a new man every week and Fiona every month/year. The year one is rare.*