The Moaning Lisa.

There was that one girl he could never get a handle on, the one that he pretended to ignore.
The one who stole his heart and took it for a home run.

Yes, this is an entry for this here contest.

Disclaimer and that formal shizz, this is a contest, this is an entry.
Gabe whats-his-face isn't mine and I have no hold over his life. Lisa on the other hand, is purely a part of my imagination. She doesn't exist. The banner is mine.
Steal? I'll hunt you down and murder your sorry ass with my pairing knife.