You just tried to get your brother and your lieutenant to reassure you of your hotness when you have a fiancé who’d probably write odes to it if you asked. And one of the two of us knows that you’ve never once needed reassurance before.
I’m sure it’s all a rich tapestry, brother. Why would you think someone who actually isn’t anyone’s type would know the first thing? Because I assure you I don’t.
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But fine. Don’t tell me.
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1. Definitely not my type
2. Still not my type
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