“This is the exact level of terrible as when I couldn’t secure tickets to the Reputation tour. Just picture my agony of not hearing “Don’t Blame Me” live.” “Your ability to find a sliver of humour in any grave situation is one that I envy, sweetheart,” he says, gently kneading his fingers into the back of my scalp. “What’s the Reputation tour?” “Azeer,” I groan, lifting my head to find his naïve, puzzled eyes awaiting a response. He’s serious? My heavy heart wavers like the erratic movements of a polygraph stylus when someone is caught in a lie. “God, you’re so adorable.”
so adorable 🥹 teach him now 🔫😍
