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She’s like a sugar-coated pill, sweet on the outside, but if you scratch her, she’ll scream and throw a tantrum. She’s the type to cry over a spilled soda and then yell at you for not catching it.
She texted me, 'You didn’t even look at me! I cried for 10 minutes!'
She yelled at the waiter for bringing the wrong soup. Then she cried.
She hugged me and said, 'I love you,' then tripped over a chair and cried again.