…when you still felt comfortable enough to send me sexy death threats, your tone shifted to an appeal for friendship. My insistence on following God apparently scared you off. I will not apologize for my faith, as it is the only way we can be happy together for eternity. Anyway, in that textual exchange, you proposed smoking hookah. I’m gonna go hang out at Mystique on OCR; feel free to join. It’s not like I’m gonna force myself on you, and nobody gets kidnapped on mass transit. You could kidnap me, tho…but I’m pretty sure it can’t be consensual, in order to be considered a kidnapping. ❤️