Nothing feels forced with you… it’s all so natural and comforting. There’s no expectations either. We are just enjoying one another
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Nothing feels forced with you… it’s all so natural and comforting. There’s no expectations either. We are just enjoying one another
And rejected. Damn Adrian, you’re so good at this!
A week, not even. Alrighty
Not to mention you literally jumped from one man to the next as if we are trading cards.
You’ve definitely showed your true colors and I can’t help but be disappointed in you.
I tell you i don’t want anything serious right now and that i don’t want to date; and you completely start ignoring my existence? mkay buddy. i see i see. two can play at that.
so, did you tell me you were sleeping with someone else to try and get a reaction out of me or…? like, why randomly even bring that up? kinda weird. kinda makes me incredibly uncomfortable.
Trying to guilt me into liking you is NOT going to work.
Event Task:
Bad Memory – Sweden Slip
We were fishing off the coast of Sweden during the offseason—calm water, clear skies. I stood up to cast, tried to show off a bit… and slipped straight into the freezing Baltic. My phone was in my pocket, and the guys just laughed while I dog-paddled back, soaked and swearing. Worst part? Someone caught it on video. Still surfaces in the group chat every now and then.
Best Memory – Swedish Summer Hockey
During the summer in Sweden, a few of us found an old outdoor rink tucked behind a school. No fans, no coaches—just us, a beat-up net, and a bucket of pucks. We played until sunset (which wasn’t until almost midnight), then cooled off in the lake nearby. Pure hockey joy
I’m starting to feel a bit suffocated