We try to be the nimble white doge of M50, but end up more resembling the clumsy orange doge of Aurora that jumps straight into the enemy hedge of Bengals.
"Before they met, his heart was a frozen block of ice, scarred by the skate blades of broken relationships, then she came along and like a beautiful Zamboni flooded his heart with warmth, scraped away the ugly slushy bits, and dumped them in the empty parking lot of his soul."