She’s like get a load of this and he’s like whoa.
She’s a lonely air traffic controller and his name is Eric
and he’s completely out of control.
She’s a disorienting aroma and he’s a bee crashing
into a mirror.
He’s a man running up a hill while morphing into a snowball
she’s a snowball rolling down a hill and morphing into a
Her very existence depends upon the capability of mimetic art, and
he doesn’t even know what mimesis is.
He stabs her in the heart with an icicle, but when the icicle melts