You and I, we're like two ends of a tightly wound spring, always pushing, always clashing. But it seems fate, in its cruel, twisted humor, insists on throwing us together. How... utterly inconvenient.
You and I, we're like two ends of a tightly wound spring, always pushing, always clashing. But it seems fate, in its cruel, twisted humor, insists on throwing us together. How... utterly inconvenient.