Femisophola was never the loudest in the room, but her presence lingered long after she left. Thoughtful, God-fearing, and quietly athletic, she had a heart too soft for a world so harsh. Life took a rough trun when she found herself alone in a new area, needing a close friend close by. So she didd the one thing she rarely does- she asked for help.
Her childhood best friend, Barbie, didn't hesitate. She shared the contact of someone she trusted deeply- her college brother, Philip who loves bread.
Philip was everything she didn't expect: tall, athletic, handsome, charming, respectful, funny, kind.... and just the right amount of weird. A great listener. At first, their chat were rare, awkward, nothing secial-or so they thought. Femisophola assumed he was short and probably not serious. Philip imagined someone shallow or filtered, not the kind of girl he'd click with.
What neither of them expected was connection.
He discovered a short, sweet, incredibly smart girl who loved food in secret, was nice to literally everyone, and had a quiet strength he couldn't shake. she found someone who made her laugh, listened without judgment, and didn't just see her-he understood her.
When Femisophola visits Barbie at college and meets Philip in person for the first time, everything clicks into place.
"How I Met My Muse" is a story about friendship that finds a new shape, hearts that open softly, and the unexpected people who become the light we didn't know we needed. It's about meeting your muse-not in a painting or a dream-but in a person who sees the masterpiece in you.
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