Operation: Counterfeit Cupid
Yes, I pushed Cupid down the stairs. And yes, that's because Cupid is my best friend. But I was saving her life, and I deserve nothing of this cruel punishment.
How am I supposed to take over her little matchmaking business when I can barely catch a break in the romance department myself?
Let alone finding the perfect match for Max Jennings, also known as the worst person alive, also known as the Antichrist, also known as someone I do not want to spend more than five minutes with, let alone help him get a girlfriend.
And yet, here I am, hiding between the bushes with a pair of binoculars in one hand and a microphone in the other, telling him to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
Cupid, if you can hear me right now, I hate you.