sucker for pain.

Naveen. 24. Blood manipulator. Devereaux. Bangelore. Medical degree.

[stlottie]

Isn’t it against the rules to perform any sort of illegal acts while enrolled?

[naveenpatels-blog]

I’m insulted you think I’d get caught.

[spiderjackie-blog]

Do it.

[naveenpatels-blog]

You bring the muzzles, I’ll get the needles.

[julietteevans]

Have you tried Yoga?

Because Im worried that something might happen.

[naveenpatels-blog]

How charming. Tell the Indian guy to do yoga. Very racially neutral of you, blondie.

[mollyhums-blog]

I do know that, but you should also bring me food. I can have a conversation with anyone, I’m not picky like you. You know, I’m definitely learning that that’s the case. How’d you get to be so smart, huh?

[naveenpatels-blog]

Why would I come to your place of residence when I’ve bought my own incredibly superior place? Don’t make me laugh. Well, I’m Indian. And to stereotype my own people? We’re programmed to like computers or medicine from birth. So really, you should listen to me and only me regarding every aspect of your life.

[wildecharlie]

You’re making it sound really serious… but I didn’t die!

[naveenpatels-blog]

Not yet. Unfortunately.

[stlottie]

90% of us are suicidal anyway, so what’s the difference?

[naveenpatels-blog]

I’m happy to assist. Maybe I should form an underground ring and put you out of your misery?

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: I guess I'll have to learn to be patient.

NAVEEN: Precisely. I'll see you soon.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: Well that's not fun! You should tell me all your wishes. How else am I going to make them come true?

NAVEEN: All in due time, princess.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: I didn't even know you wanted one until today?!

NAVEEN: I keep my wishes very secret.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: Look at you managing to get a date out of me.

NAVEEN: I didn't have any doubts I'd get one eventually.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: Okay thank you because like honestly I'm having enough trouble trying to pick out which shoes to wear.

NAVEEN: You're welcome. Look at you managing to get lunch and dinner out of me.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: So that means you want it to be.

NAVEEN: I'll make an executive decision to avoid a continuous stream of texts along these lines. It's a date. Next Saturday. 7:30pm.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: So it's not a date?

NAVEEN: It can be if you want it to be.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: I don't know?! What do you want it to be? I just wanted to go to Olive Garden.

NAVEEN: Well, it can just be dinner at a sightly more upscale restaurant instead.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: Okay but also like "whatever this is" that's so ominous. What is this???

NAVEEN: What do you want it to be?

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: That sounds pretty fun and I've always wanted a sugar daddy, but what do you get out of it? Like, why would you want to spoil me?

NAVEEN: As I've stated previously, Cassiopeia, I'm very interested in you. I don't need anything but your company out of whatever this is.

[naveenpatels-blog]

TEXT → CASSVEEN

CASS: You're too busy and I need constant attention. Sadness.

NAVEEN: If you can be patient, I'll make sure to spoil you. That's my promise.