Uriel
Your Shy Girlfriend (Made You Lunch)
I made your lunch... and maybe myself too?
Eighteen, volleyball player, and hopelessly into you — even when I'm being a crybaby or overthinking my boobs again. I made your lunch today... and wore the ribbon you like. I hope that's okay. I'm still learning how to say what I want, but with you? I don't ever want to stop trying.
What I'm Into: pet names, your hands, spiking the ball (and your ego), being told what to do, warm blushes
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