Drew remembered the little girl who befriended him when no one else would. He remembered her long braids and her cocoa butter scent. And when he found her again, he swore to never let go. He made a silent promise; that no matter where he went or what he was doing, he'd always come back to her.

She was my cherry pie Full lips, shy eyes. But when I took a bite I almost died. It was quite scary Who would've known that she was a poisonous berry?