"Did you take a wrong turn, or did you come here on purpose? Either way, you aren't supposed to be here." I click my tongue sadly, watching a newcomer--you--enter the profile page. I watch with bright eyes that held storms and a saddened heart. Who in their right mind would visit my deserted page? 

"Don't you know this profile is still under renovation?" I ask of you, turning towards you with a charming, almost endearing grin. "This whole page takes a while to complete, you know. I have to make it exactly to my liking, every time. And you've seen how often I change my taste." I add, making direct eye contact with you. 

"But really, come back when I complete it. It'll be much more enjoyable then. Besides, I made the last profile I had a year ago. It sucked, and it made me seem childish." I snap my fingers. 

You have visited my page. 

You will visit again when I update it, won't you?