"I guess I could call you my home." Belle Rosanna Jose lives in her fairly small apartment with no one but her best friends, art, music, and Pokémon. Belle has one weakness: human interaction. Just the thought of talking to some one brought tears to her eyes. She was deathly afraid of humans and their odd way of interaction. One night when she was trying to sleep, banging and laughing awoken her from her slumber. She brought herself to ask if they could pipe down a bit with only a fearful tear. Her and her British ass are in trouble to become best friends with the 'cancer crew' because of all the crazy things they'll do. "Shut up!" Was the first thing she heard him say. For some reason George Miller was the best thing that's ever happened to her. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ MAY HAVE TRIGGERING EVENTS: •religion (Christianity) •SI (self-injury) •sexual events Wait, you know what? Why am I even giving you trigger warnings? If you watch FilthyFrank then you aren't fucking offended easily. . . Oh well!