It’s really funny. He’s an extraverted outdoors person, and
I’m an introverted indoors person. We have similar indoor
interests but like…we have so many whacky/ endearing moments where we clash
too.
*sitting in his truck, holding hands, having a nice moment*
Him (casually): Do you want to see the dead duck I hunted
this morning?
Me: What?! NO!
Him: But it’s pretty!
Me:
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