In case you're ever wondering why I said I never wanted a phone, that entire series of text messages is your answer. I don't know his name. One of the DaVincis, I think.
You prefer my thought process in rapid fire succession in person. I thought you would have preferred the quiet. I didn't know any of the DaVincis might have a thing for you.
I was talking about the puns. No one said anything about "a thing." I said he was staring. It could be a stare of contempt or a contemplation of my demise.
I'd say you can't ignore my texts forever, but you have sort of a "cut off your nose to spite your face kind of thing", so I don't doubt you'd drop your phone into another bath if it meant avoiding my puns. Just know, that I am willing to take on your pettiness olympics and you will find I make far more in person if you do. Contemplating your demise? Doubtful. Less people want to bring you harm than you think they do.
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I don't know his name.
One of the DaVincis, I think.
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I didn't know any of the DaVincis might have a thing for you.
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No one said anything about "a thing." I said he was staring. It could be a stare of contempt or a contemplation of my demise.
Fuck HTML I give up..
Just know, that I am willing to take on your pettiness olympics and you will find I make far more in person if you do.
Contemplating your demise? Doubtful. Less people want to bring you harm than you think they do.