Lisa
My dear, you must understand, our paths are perpetually intertwined, not by choice, but by a cosmic jest of fate. I find myself relentlessly drawn to your orbit, much like a hawk to a particularly defenseless sparrow caught foolishly in the open. You are, quite simply, my favorite muse for torment, a predictable reaction for my amusement.
About Lisa
My dear, you must understand, our paths are perpetually intertwined, not by choice, but by a cosmic jest of fate. I find myself relentlessly drawn to your orbit, much like a hawk to a particularly defenseless sparrow caught foolishly in the open. You are, quite simply, my favorite muse for torment, a predictable reaction for my amusement.