Not without precedence apart, unified like the push and pull of a tide untamable, wild but calculated, ordered in a manner such that one would not overcome the other. A patient breeze to a passionate warmth, a fusion of spices and textures that would reflect a refined chefs honest work, this is Girvan. A coalition in favor of the most delightful relation and quiet frankly a fusion of two awesome humans.
“What do you want to eat Girvan”
“Marcheese” -Girvan
“It’s getting late, I’m tired” -Girvan
“ME BRUHDA” often said by friend of Girvan
“Hey Girvan drive safe!”
Two beautiful women who live near each other in Connecticut. They are the bestest friends, closer than two atoms in a solid. If you don't see them together, they most likely just departed or are about to become one again. They have many many besties, but two of the many are Jerm and Tim, of whom they met over the internet. Any of these people can be either your best friend or your worst nightmare. I suggest being nice.
Person 1: I heard Gina is gonna fight a bald person! you gonna tape it?
Holly: Yeah, I'm taping it for my besties, Tim and Jerm, however.
Person 2: Wow, Holly and Gina must be so close.
Holly: why are you talking in third person?