HELP I THINK I JUST FOUND GABRIEL AGRESTE ON TINDER
Update: I think im having an aneurysm
Update #2: We’re going to fist fight.
The long-awaited Update #3!
(I know this all sounds like a made-up-for-notes tumblr story but I swear on all that is Holy this information is 100% true.)
We’ve been hanging out for about two weeks now. It turns out we attend the same university and live 10 minutes away from each other!
Also, we’re both originally from St. Louis and are huge Cardinals fans!
(He travels there a few times a year to attend baseball games and offered to fly me round trip next time he went….
👀
)
He lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment that is MUCH NICER than mine, wears a $500 watch, but doesnt yet own a couch.
(Im going to drag him to Ikea for our fourth date.)
We wear the same prescription glasses??? Like wtf kind of coincidence??
Sounds fake but is 100% true fact #1: I knew his last name started with an A but when I asked him what it was he responded “It’s European so I might need to spell it” and my soul left my body for a brief second.
(It’s not Agreste btw but still I had a m oment)
Sounds fake but is 100% true fact #2: He has a brother who looks exactly like him. His name? G A B R I E L
(This is when my soul actually left my body for real)
(Looks like the whole “Hawkmoth is Gabriel’s twin” theory lives)
Sounds fake but is 100% true fact #3: Loves comic books, especially Spiderman.
(OBBSESSION WITH BUG-THEMED SUPERHERO ANYONE?)
And now, the most glorious/baffling occurrence:
Last night he came over to my apartment because he was quote “feeling blue and wanted cuddles”. I told him that was fine as long as he let me get my current project done (I’m a seamstress).
Instead of his usual business casual attire, he showed up wearing a too-tight anime t-shirt (disgraceful) and black sweatpants, hair un-styled and glasses off (super hot). He then proceed to lay on my bed and keep me entertained with stories about his day, where both of my cats (one of whom does NOT like strangers) immediately curled up next to him.
(Just for refrence, they usually dart out of my room when they hear my Serger, but this time I could not get them to leave.He was like fucking cat nip to them. Ive never seen my kitties behave this way.)
Anyways, the rest of the night was spent sewing, beating him at playing video games, teasing each other for our shit taste in music, and engaging in some A+ cuddling, which included alot of him pawing at my waist and alot me running my fingers through his blond bedhead. Great third date 10/10.
It wasn’t until later that next day that I realized:
I had just played out every single Marichat fanfic ever.
