Call it Foo Bar & Restaurant.

Wow so bold!

What should I do to avoid these nudes?

It felt amazing to be constantly flirting. We were more in love with the eternal crush than eachother. Always a word away from spelling out the truth, but the dream was more exciting than any possible reality. We would spend the early hours talking remotely about nothing and everything at the same time. When we did meet in person among common friends, we would lock knowing gazes. We both had our own relationships, but kept this small cozy flame secretly burning over the years, and never let it develop into a full blown blaze in fear of losing what was so magical about it.

Gate’s closed, huh? Alright, I’ll come back later and make sure I ask you for permission.

Stop feeding Bigot Barbie with attention. Don’t play into its outrage baiting. Internet trolls taught us this a long time ago.

Nice try, Susan from HR!

Indeed. It is not us that sleep with the door open. It’s the cats’ choice.

Yes, he did. Saved you a click.