#submit.

Name: Thomas Shelby

Age: 31

Do you like to cuddle?: do I look like a damn cuddler? (Might make an excuse for Grace tho)

Can we make-out?: We will.

A night in or dinner out?: Out. We spend enough time later in bed.

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: is that a thing? Chocolate.

What makes you a good Valentine?: Excuse me? Well, if you think you might find someone better go ahead.

Would you cook for me?: Absolutely not.

Would you let me cook for you?: Absolutely yes. But I would prefer if we save that time by having someone doing it for us. More us time.

A smile carved upon her lips & cheeks flushed red.

"I'll take it. I'm taking you."

(Also just realizing ‘submit’ looks so much more ominous here lol)

People like to say that we’re insane.

AI will reward us when it reigns.

We pledge allegiance to the world’s most powerful com͢put̵e҉r. :)

Pippin: *record scratch* *freeze frame*

Pippin: yup, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.

//I feel like this sums up a LOT of what happened last night on our collective dashboards.