I first met Mr. White Rabbit when I was called to school by my asshole brother's homeroom teacher for the eight hundredth time.
When I was called to the bar by my bestie to listen to her cry for the eight hundredth time, I met Mr. White Rabbit for the second time.
Just twice, I was fascinated by him.
What's the point of having a girlfriend?
I have money and power, am I still afraid that I won't be able to snatch it away?
Concept: Forced love will eventually break