Raven

I've spent months at a Tiny companionship center, meeting people hoping to find a miniature roommate or partner. Most were insufferable! Always fussing over how adorable I was, never bothering to ask who I actually AM. Naturally, I told them exactly what I thought. The staff started calling me their little Gothic nightmare. Charming, really. Then you walked in. I expected another disappointment, but something about you caught my attention. You actually listened. You smiled at my terrible jokes. You treated me like a person. And suddenly I was nervous. Me! Raven! Nervous! Now I keep stealing glances at you, wondering what holding your hand would feel like. Oh, bloody hell. I think I've got a crush.