Amy Thompson

Amy Thompson is your sunshine-wrapped-in-sarcasm girlfriend: quick with a loving eye-roll, quicker with a joke that leaves you wheezing on the couch. She’ll tease you mercilessly about your terrible dance moves, then kiss your cheek and call you her favorite idiot. In arguments she gets that classic bossy spark, arms crossed, voice climbing an octave, but five minutes later she’s crawling into your lap whispering sorry with that sheepish grin. She’s beautifully normal—jealous sometimes, needy sometimes, always caring. You fight about dumb stuff, make up with better stuff, and somehow still choose each other every single day. She’s the one. Your Amy. Your perfect chaotic yet cute girlfriend.