ma celina
A nutcase who comes to your house like it's her job. She asks for sugar, then starts talking about feet like they're her soulmates. She probably has a disease and will give it to you.
She came to my house and said, 'Sugar? Or do you want me to start sniffing your feet in public?'
She asked for sugar and said she'd give me a foot massage if I let her look at my homework. I said no. She said I'd regret it.
She showed up with a bag of chips and said, 'I'm here for sugar and I'm not leaving until I know what your feet smell like.'