Bros, just started talking to this tiny little 5'0" social worker who mentioned all of the following in our first conversation completely out of the blue and unprovoked:
- "Inheriting" a kitten from her ex in the divorce (she was never married), including why her ex named the cat "Alley" and what she calls it now.
- How often she gets drunk and stumbles home
- How she had to "go dark" for an hour because she was about to go into a hospital and had to leave her things in a locker. "I'm not lying, I swear it's true!" (never implied she was lying or even said anything about it except "Talk to you later" because I'm a normal human being)
- Asked if it was it a bad idea to drop off a book named "Sharp Objects" to her friend who is in a lockdown psychiatric ward (the hospital she had just gone into)
I think she might be the one. Depends on how long it takes for her to poop in my bushes. Khane might finally be tying the knot bros.