Can’t Help It If You Look Like An Angel

hey so I’m going to invite you over to my house in Boston so we can have a nice time fucking each other. but in a casual way ofc. & before this I’m going to stop smoking bc you always tell me it’s bad for me & you’re right. & I’m going to go to the store & get all of the ingredients needed for a tuna melt so I can make us some bc I know you could eat that. & I’m going to stock my fridge w/ boring ginger ale bc I know you drink that. & I’m going to ask you to stay the night bc we have a late game tomorrow & no morning practice so you can’t really give me an excuse bc I know you know this. & when we say we’re going to take a nap I won’t bc instead I’ll want to take in every minute of the time you’re here in my personal space. & I’m hopeful you’ll really stay so we could wake up together in the same bed for the first time ever. I’m hopeful that you could be the first thing I see in the morning. I’m hopeful that I could have my arms around you for hours without the worry of time. I’m hopeful we could have morning sex then shower sex then couch sex then up against a wall sex. I’m hopeful that I could talk w/ you about anything about nothing about everything. & I’m going to let you know me the tiniest bit bc I want to get to know you more. bc I want to spend more time w/ you. bc I always want to make you feel so good. bc you make me feel something. but AGAIN all of this is in a completely normal & casual way. & everything could work out for once, right?