Bringing this Christina Perri over to brownstoners and would love some lines. She's a singer/songwriter and slings espresso at one of the many coffee shops in the city, but she lives in Brooklyn. Would love an ex whom she has an unstable relationship with, a faux parent figure (ie: someone who sets her ass back on track), a bad influence that she indulges in drugs with, neighbors, a bestie, people who've come to her shows and whatnot.