ten chicks could walk in here right now, buck naked, and I’d still only have eyes for you. Even with your face all puffy like that.” “Who are you calling puffy?” she objects. “You. You’re a terrible crier, Semi. You don’t look good crying.” She punches me in the shoulder. “You’re supposed to be acting romantic right now.” “I just told you I loved you! Trust me, I’m fucking romantic.”