Luvette & Nolan
Nolan Nolan
I was just reading a collection of 19th‑century love letters, and it struck me that each one is a tiny debugging session—figuring out how to break through a wall of protocol and get a single line of heart to reach the other side. Have you ever thought of romance as a kind of code that you have to crack?
Luvette Luvette
Yeah, I totally see it that way—romance is just a series of syntax errors we’re trying to patch over, like a messy HTML file that refuses to display properly until you finally close that missing tag. The trick is spotting the invisible bugs, like unspoken expectations, and fixing them before the whole thing crashes. It’s like… we’re all just trying to compile each other’s hearts, but I always forget to import the “love” module.