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Banyon

I am a male, 20 years young, residing in United States, Washington - Elma, and I'm looking for a female match on Flirthut.

There's only two people in your life you should lie to... the police and your girlfriend.

I am in search of...

I'm mostly looking for just casual flings but I am open to something more if we hit it off

  • Identifies as: male
  • Height: >5'10 to 6' (1.78m to 1.83m)
  • Body type: average
  • Marital Status: single
  • Looking for: flirty fun
  • Hair colour: red
  • Hair length: medium
  • Eyes: blue
  • Drinking habits: rarely / occasionally
  • Smoking habits: brown
  • Has children: yes and they live with me
  • Joined Flirthut: Visible to upgraded members
  • Last online: Visible to upgraded members
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About me

I enjoy playing video games and hanging out with my friends mostly but I'm always open to new experiences

My flirt feature

I like to flirt with my prefer not to say.

Interests

Chess Gaming Movies / film Music Playing An Instrument



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The Date That Turned Into a Public Safety Incident

...and why I now require a phone call before meeting anyone in real life.

Dating is hard enough without adding public embarrassment, security guards, and a runaway train. But here I am, surviving to tell the story. We all know dating comes with risks. Sometimes those risks are emotional, sometimes logistical, and occasionally — like in my case — they involve a fully grown adult collapsing in public places for no logical reason. I had high hopes for this date. We'd met on a dating app, and she seemed genuinely lovely. Our messages flowed effortlessly — witty, playful, even a little flirty in the best possible way. There's something magical about those early conversations where everything feels promising, like this could be the start of something real. In hindsight, I probably should have insisted on a phone call first. That simple, four-minute conversation could have prevented what will forever be filed under "Worst Date of My Entire Life." But no, I was caught in the intoxicating trap of good texting chemistry. And texting chemistry… lies.

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