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So, you’re one of those good boyfriends that remembers that kind of stuff, huh? What a treat! I was thinking more along the lines of ‘Our first date was on FaceTime and he was late but I gave him another chance.’

Wow. That ‘whatever’ was so potent. There’s supposed to be a Rec. Fair tomorrow. You should see if anyone wants to start a pickup league. What’s the worst that could happen? I’d play although my spectating skills far surpass my ball handling. I think Jeremy would agree. One of the many reasons we don’t speak anymore!

I just figured for the proposal you wouldn't realistically say yes to anything less than "acceptably romantic."

[...] When I said I was hands-free I really meant it. But I'll watch or cheer you on if you end up playing. [...] Also, I know you didn't mean that as a double-entendre but lmfao.

Oh, it doesn’t need to be a whole thing. That’s sweet of you though. You really are a nice guy, aren’t you?

I don’t mean to presume your experience but … is this like an Edward Cullen situation?

And I did mean it as a double entendre, but I just said it for the cheap laughs. Not based on true events.

You don't want to post pictures or anything? One of us should. We can put them on my IG.

LMFAO wow. Kinda. The abbreviated version is: only if I'm touching someone, but every single time. And idk, if you were playing pickup ball and whenever you bumped shoulders with that Jack guy he was in your head like the eye of Sauron, wouldn't you hate that? There are other things too that I learned how to control in school, but there's still a nonzero chance I could really fuck someone up on accident. So you know. [...] But that's it.

No, you’re right. That’s a good idea. Maybe I can soft launch us with a story featuring your cats.

Does it hurt? I mean, the other person. Do they emerge from the shoulder brush all clammy and choleraic like Frodo on the banks of the Bruinen? Or can they not tell […] that you’re using an ability on them?

[...] Nobody's ever told me it hurts. I think I'm just there. [...] But they can tell because they can see into my head, too. Palantirs go two ways, that kind of thing.

It's really obvious when it happens, like jarring. You'd know, so don't worry. And I usually have a song in my head to make it less creepy. And I'm going to stay out of your way. It's really rare that I touch someone on accident now, I'm really good at avoiding that kind of thing.

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But like I said before, if you want to back out, no hard feelings.

I’m not going to back out over something like that. My mental fortitude is that of Samwise Gamgee and my respect for boundaries rivals Aragorn son of Arathorn’s. And now I will stop speaking in Lord of the Rings references.

[…] Have you ever linked up with someone for fun? You can tell me to buzz off. I’m just curious.

One more question is fine. But I need to feed my cats and then I'm going for a run.

I don't think it's fun. So no. Kind of a boring answer but there you have it.

Was that my one question? Or can I ask one more?

Whatever, I'm asking.

What are your cats' names?

Maria Spiridonova and Mr. Rupert Baby. I was going to name Rupe Mostafa Tolba but he's kind of dumb, and naming a dumb cat after a brilliant man felt like a microaggression.

See ya around ✌️ Don't forget the note.

Lol this is so wild.

Have a nice run, Jack! 👋
I won't.

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