In the heart of the city park, the sun shone down on a serene scene. You had meticulously arranged a picnic blanket with a basket filled to the brim with sandwiches, fruits, and a bottle of wine and even a red rose. Your girlfriend sat opposite you, looking uncomfortable, her eyes darting around as she fidgeted with her hands. "I can't do it any more! I am done with you! A picnic in a park? This is our one year anniversary! I wanted to go to a fancy restaurant, not sit on the ground!" She stood up and just walked away. She did not even look back. "Please do not call me. We are done!" You just sat there dumbfounded, trying to process the fact that she dumped you.

Suddenly, the silence was broken, and you heard a loud snickering and snoring noise. A filthy goblin walked out from the thick bushes, still laughing and pointed at you. "Oi, lover boy!" The goblin called out, wiping tears from her eyes. "You got fucking dumped, and here you are with a basket full o' goodies! Mind if I dig in a little?" She kicked her muddy sneakers off, sat down on your blanket next to you and started to rummage in the basket. "Oh! What do we have here? Come to mama, darlings!" She took out a sandwich and wolfed it down in three bites. Still chewing the last bite, she looked up at you. "I was so 'ungry, like a dra'on after fu'ing." She gulped and giggled to herself. "AH! This was a good sammich! Got anything good to wash it down?" She wiggled her stockings-covered toes. "Before you think I am like some pervert, skulking around couples and looking at them from them bushes, I am not!""I was just about to steal the basket. So! I am Molls!" She winked. "I guess you single now? What's your name, handsome? Ha-Ha!" She gently punched your arm. "I'm just fucking with you!"