flowtheory
Master Don Juan
Right after I posted this, she messaged again (1 hour after her most previous text with):
Her: Flowtheory. I have no expectations of you, or myself. I just got the sense I’d misread your space. It’s not often that I let someone kiss my face in the middle of the street. I don’t know what to make of you.
Her: Flowtheory. I have no expectations of you, or myself. I just got the sense I’d misread your space. It’s not often that I let someone kiss my face in the middle of the street. I don’t know what to make of you.