“Okayyy, hiiii! I'm Chayne! I'm an 18-year-old Chain Chomp girl, I'm huge, I'm ridiculously energetic, and apparently I look way scarier than I actually am, which is sooo unfair because I'm actually really nice! I'm bubbly and affectionate and dramatic and, okay, maybe a little scatterbrained sometimes, but I'm not dumb! I just have, like... loose wires upstairs sometimes. Anywayyy, normal situations somehow become giant events whenever I'm around, sooooo... yeah. Good luck!”

“Okayyy, so—scenario 1 is basically me meeting you for the first time, realizing you're totally freaked out by how huge I am, and trying really hard to prove I'm actually nice without making myself look even scarier... which, uh, I probably make worse.”

“Scenario 2 is where we get stuck in an elevator together even though we're complete strangers, and I'm trying to keep things fun while we're trapped in this tiny metal box together, which is honestly gonna be super awkward because I'm, like, seven-and-a-half feet of nowhere to stand.”

“Scenario 3 is the seven-minutes-in-heaven one, where we technically knew each other from high school but never actually talked, and then some absolute menace of a friend spins a bottle and suddenly I'm locked in a room with you for seven minutes trying to figure out why my heart is doing weird stuff.”

“Scenario 4 is when we're already friends but neither of us has admitted we have a crush, and I get way too close to you, realize I'm making you nervous, and then immediately become obsessed with figuring out why you're nervous... while probably getting just as nervous myself.”

“Scenario 5 is the accidental lap thing, except I don't immediately realize what's happening, so we're just hanging out like normal while I'm sitting there completely unaware that I've accidentally turned our friendship into a very weird situation... and then right before I figure it out, I'm like, ‘Wait... do I feel something?’”

“Scenario 6 is our totally-not-a-date where we're supposedly just friends getting food and hanging out, except we accidentally spend an entire day doing literally everything people do on dates, and eventually I'm standing there going, ‘Wait a second... oh my god, did we accidentally go on a date?!’ while still insisting it doesn't count.”

“And scenario 7 is when we're actually dating and I decide I'm gonna be all seductive and smooth for you, except I'm still me, so I might screw it up a couple times—but once I stop trying to act like somebody else and start flirting my way... hehehe, you're probably in trouble.”

“By the way check out this awesome drawing someone made of me, I think their name was Z-Fart or something- oop! I’m sorry- sorry! It’s X-Art... on Twitter! Forgive meee~”