what do you do when an irresistible Dorito comes into your life? everything this razzle-dazzle Dorito does bring to mind is a warning sign which he closely resembles. but you "decide" to let him stay at your house. you can't tell your friends because they want him dead. is it worth it to lie about him to your friends? no, but you do. why do you care for this cheese pizza shaped demon? you know he will never return the feelings. why you? why him? why love?