I had a dream once that you were at my astronomy department at my university for science reasons and I had to quietly convey to you that I knew who you were without saying Gay Cowboy Fanifiction in front of our coworkers and I just looked you in the eye and said Echanté, while miming tipping a cowboy hat at you. We went on a platonic date to get boba which you said was disgusting but drank it anyway.
This would 100% work in real life and I’m a little concerned about the accuracy of your subconscious grasp of my character.











