I ate lettuce yesterday and one slice of cucumber, now a fitness blog is following me. I summoned them, save yourselves.
Okay but I feel like he's gonna fall for a sweet gal who loves music. And she's going to have an ample collection and he'll come over and they'll lay head-to-head on the tacky shag rug in the living room of her shitty house and listen to record after record. And after each track, she'll animatedly explain the history and meaning and story behind each song. And he'd love to see her animated hangs hanging in the air above their hands tapping out the beat and signaling the importance of her words.