it's cool when you meet a woman who has normal-seeming social adeptness and then you talk to her for more than 30 minutes and realise she has weapons-grade-auťism
Bf brought me to get wings and margaritas, took me out dancing, and then said “after this drink let’s go home and restart Desperate Housewives” I feel like a dog that’s about to be put down
got spooked by a weird pale dude at salmon fest with an incel-hunch and a look in his eyes like he was not allowed within 500ft of playgrounds and then realized it was just Aaron Gunn