Her name is Excel.

And she lives up to it.

Excel is not just nice - she is _kind_ nice. The type of nice that remembers your mom's birthday. The type of nice that will laugh at your dry joke even when it didn't deserve laughter.

She is dark-skinned, like midnight decided to be soft. Like polished ebony that caught the sun and decided to keep it. When she smiles - and she smiles a lot - her teeth shine so bright you have to smile back. It's a law.

And funny? Excel is not "haha" funny. She is "I was having a bad day and now my stomach hurts from laughing" funny. She has that humor that sneaks up on you. One minute you are having a normal conversation, the next minute she has said something so unexpectedly crazy that you are questioning your whole life.

What I love about Excel is this:

She doesn't try hard to be liked. She just _is_.

She doesn't try hard to be funny. She just _is_.

She doesn't try hard to shine. But in a room full of people, you will find her - dark skin glowing, loud laugh echoing, making everyone feel at home.

If you have an Excel in your life, hold her tight. People like that usually don't come twice.

     I wonder if I could write a love letter.

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