I only met her once. But I'd've liked to meet her again. She was nifty; she was fun and bubbly and comfortable and a good person. And young, dammit. Not as young as Liz, but younger than me.
She was sweet. I wanted to meet her again.
She's suddenly gone.
Comments off here because there are people who need them more than me, because I don't want to feel like I'm soliciting net-hugs when she was sir_alf's love, my acquaintance. Appropriate levels of grief.
I don't know what else to say. I liked her and I wanted to see her again, and she is... suddenly gone. And you just never know. You never know when it'll be the last time you see someone.