The perspective of love, for Habbos, is a little weird! Consider a world where physical contact is not a reality and all we have left as a source of affection are the words you use and, if you’re as obsessive as Barbara, how serene your typing is. Hey, love knocked on her door AGAIN… and now that the stickies are bought with duckets, she decorates her confab room with the kind of thoughts she would never share to another human being whose Achievement Score is lower than 2000.
* Betelgeuse-Bound *
It’s been two weeks since Lisa’s parents got divorced and she was forced to embark with her dreamy father on yet another of his interstellar missions. As her organism is not quite ready to cope with events of these proportions, our heroine finds herself in constant reveries, whenever she looks at that little bright spot outside the window…