"Also the purpose of life isn't death, it's paying taxes...you're a living profit for the government." He broke into quiet laughter. "You're so random." I shrugged and folded in my arms. "It helps keep me distracted though," I murmured. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Never said it was bad, love. Just random," he giggled. DESCRIPTION: She was a bit different, a bit odd to him. He was odd in a way too. She liked books and nature. He liked music and the party scene. All by coincidence, they would end up being an understanding duo.