Droa and the Muffin

It began a long time ago, this classical story of star-crossed souls; one with a heart the depth of the Taj Mahal, and the other the cynicism of the poor tortured architect afterwards. We go way back, transcending boundaries, gender; and Plato alone knows what he would think of this level of parasitic symbiosis that does the rounds back and forth between us everyday.

Droa Mussain is the epitome of drama, luxury and crankiness. She can make a song go on for hours and days if she so wished while I, on the other hand don't mind not changing out of my PJs for a week and the last time I listened to a song from beginning to end was probably when my parents were listening to something on the radio. It's a mixture of oil and water that blends together so perfectly to form the world's yummiest vinaigrette.

It's a shame we're both straight.