I overheard two young men talk. One of them was nodding, the other was saying something about noticing her, thinking something, liking her very much, not being sure, maybe waiting a little for… I interrupted him (in my mind): “You semi-lover of minor balls! If you fancy her, don’t procrastinate - stalk her!”
PS Obviously, true loving is maniacal stalking. Isn’t it?
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