linuxfiend

Feed me.

Severe social anxiety. I can handle basic small talk, but anything resembling flirting is out of the question.

I could spend hours there.

I guess you're going to handcuff me now.

You're perfect.

My face is available.

I can't think of anyone I'd rather have collect it

I want the entire jug!

Ah, Claire Sinclair, the perfect goddess of my dreams.

You are fucking perfect.

I think I've just discovered a new fetish.

Those are, in fact, perfect.