All normal girls dream of love. The kind that lasts until the grave— with the obligatory bouquet-and-candy period. That’s me… I’m normal. I study at university, date guys, and look for my other half.
And then, all at once, everything changed. He fell on my head— or rather, jumped out of the bushes. Huge, dirty, and completely out of his mind. Wash him, feed him, shelter him—and keep his soul.
And then, of course, a total light-and-sound disaster started, and my life was flipped upside down.
Now ask me what I dream about. But soon you’ll find out everything for yourself.