Inspired by soulmates we meet through the weird magic of the internet, our *other* other halves, no we haven’t physically met but that doesn’t matter––we love each other, we have our own language, we’d hold each other’s hair, friends, accomplices, most certainly not strangers and it’s borderline offensive for anyone to suggest it, we give each other only the truth, defend each other to the ends of the earth, and someday we’ll meet up––bkrs in one hand and cocktails in the other. Coucou ma biche (hello my doe), in case you were wondering, it’s you.

*Sheer neutral rosy blush.