Character 1: I have a stable self-esteem
Character 2 (their alter ego): you just sent a guy you knew for 2 days a dozen messages, including a couple video notes of you going to work and off work, a photo of yourself in new shorts, a thirsty praise of your fictional husband detailing how you're, and I quote, Blushing, giggling, kicking your feet because of a headcanon tumblr post. Then, KNOWING they won't be much available over the week because they outright said so, and re-reading all that for three days, you deleted everything, leaving only a message about your guess of the place they're at right now because you didn't want to come off as desperate or overly interested, because "people hate chatterboxes" and "Oh, I don't think it's a flattering angle" and "But what if they think I'm too much, no one wants to go through a dozen messages anyway".
Character 1:...
Character 1: Well, I said it was "stable", not-
Character 2: I know. I just wish it was the other kind of stable.
