Frizzy

She sipped on her hot chocolate, slowly, letting herself savor its rich taste. After a few more repetitions of this, she set her mug down, and looked up to meet my eyes. Her irises, I noticed, were a dark brown; so dark, that they seemed to blend in with her pupils.

"So, why are you here?' She asked me, tucking a stray strand of her raven-colored hair behind her ear.

"I'd like to know more about you. You seem like an interesting person,' I replied.

"Oh," she laughed lightly. "Well, what would you like to know?"

"What makes you happy?"

"Hmm, that's a good question," she said, her eyes twinkling. "I like walks on the beach at night. I like watching sunsets. I like sleeping in. I like it when someone is happy because of something I did. 

I like the metallic scent of rain. I like the beautiful swirling designs people make on coffee. I like stargazing. I like sweet and cheesy quotes. I like the sound of laughter. And most of all, I like being happy; and bringing happiness to others."

"How would you describe your character?"

"That," she said, picking at her over-sized sweater, "Is something which shouldn't be done by me, but by others. I don't think one should pass a judgement about themselves, good, or bad."

"And, last of all... What is our purpose on this planet?"

"Ah, the usual existential crisis. Personally, I think, life is pointless. There is no reason to do anything. But, what do you get from pondering about this? Emotions,speaking from a point of neutrality, have no meaning. But, it is human instinct to crave happiness. And, this, I believe is the one craving you should succumb to. Be as free as you can in this universe of unknown mysteries."

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