I mean, hey, when I was a kid, I used to burst into tears if I got nervous, so don’t sweat it. But I’ll definitely make note to keep a distance between us if you’re ever nervous on a full stomach around me. Seeing someone else get sick makes me tend to get sick. But I’ll totally be there to hold your hair back and rub your shoulders and all that after. Ah, yeah, we’re identical, at least physically, anyway. But that really does surprise me, that guys aren’t always hitting on you. You’re totally cute. No, no, that’s okay, it’s a fair question. We mostly had to lean on each other, for that, but our moms did what they could. Puberty was kind of tough, but hey, the internet has the information we needed. Even if not every website is necessarily as helpful as I wished. Plus, we have other guy figures in our life, like uncles and cousins, and all that. But.. yeah, some things were a little weird, I think. I don’t know, though, I think it made me more sensitive, as a person, which some dudes might see as a bad thing, but I don’t.
R-rub my shoulders. I... that.. personal contact. I... that’s so sweet. Wow. You’re probably the nicest guy I’ve ever met. Yeah, no. I.... guys don’t hit on me... like at all...probably because this is a small town and I’ve sort of been around all these guys for forever. And, oh yeah. Makes sense. I remember the whole puberty thing with my brother. That’s around the time when my parents made me move into a room with my older sister instead of sharing a room with my him. It kinda sucked though because we were pretty much inseparable up until that point. Then puberty hit him like a semi-truck and he turned into a complete and total dick. And I don’t see sensitivity as a bad thing. I think it’s sweet and makes you even more attractive.