The epic story of vivian's love life.

Once upon a time, there was a boy whose real name wasn't actually Sherlock, but he was kind of into existentialism, so Vivian was intrigued. Then she had this silly idea that pursuing anything with this boy who was clearly into her because he was giving her french lessons for god's sake would "ruin the friendship" so she put on her logic hat and went on her way. 

Clara was sad because she thought this boy known in certain circles as Sherlock was cute, and she thought the idea of french lessons sounded incredibly sexy.

Then Vivian said she was going to swear off boys for a little while, and Clara said "Good luck with that, you are a stronger person than I am if you can pull it off"

Which she did for a little while, until she didn't anymore, and was led off track by that dastardly detective and another boy who has nothing to do with jellyfish. 

The problem with the jellyfish-nonassociated boy was that Vivian had been encouraging him into a relationship with someone else, with whom he would be great. Vivian is a selfless woman, and like I said, far stronger than I.

Then in her music theory class there was this great guy who is somehow related to swedish cars, and they like to play video games, in the literal sense. Clara likes swedish cars, since her dad sells them.

This is the epic story of Vivian's love life, because I haven't spoken to her properly in far too long.  She blames a broken phone.

Daphna is incredible, and worth mentioning at least once.

Twice. Daphna. Two times mentioned now.

Love always,
Clara