“Maybe you’re meant to be. Love at first sight. It happened to me.” “I don’t accept that as a hypothesis.” “That’s because you’re a Virgo.” “I thought you said virginity was a construct.” “A Virgo, you fucking Virgo nightmare. All this, and you still don’t believe in things. Typical Virgo bullshit.” Myla puts her burger down. “But maybe there was, like, an extra spark when you met, that pulled the trigger. What do you remember about it?”
