Two tiny ladies, who weren't very tiny to begin with. Both fell in love. The first with a boy and the second with a dog. They'd write their names in cursive until their dreams came true.

Not quite stalking. Photographs from afar. Retrieving his clothes from the garbage just to get a whiff of how he smells. Waiting outside his door to hear him make coffee in the morning. Stealing his shoes left outside and returning them with pennies inside.

Pet shops. Dog biscuits in her pockets. A piggy bank full of quarters. Rawhide bones.