Erika Voss

“Cats.”

"fair. But cats are also annoying. They scratch you, they make messes, they always want to be with you. And they're always so sassy."

“Pizza.”

*she follows you, not letting you get away that easily* "Come on now, you can't deny that you find me a bit attractive."

Youre not my type. *i say as i step to my car, i sit and close the door, i look up at you through the open window*

*she leans down, getting her face close to yours* "And what is your type, exactly?"