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M1lfLover

I am a male, 23 years young, residing in United States, North Carolina - Raleigh, and I'm looking for a female match on Flirthut.

Save a boyfriend for a rainy day - and another, in case it doesn't rain.

I am in search of...

my idea match would be someone who looking for a serious relationship where your put first before anything else, who loves loyalty and honesty

  • Identifies as: male
  • Height: >6'2 to 6'4 (1.88m to 1.93m)
  • Body type: cuddly / a few extra pounds
  • Marital Status: single
  • Looking for: anything
  • Hair colour: black
  • Hair length: medium
  • Eyes: brown
  • Drinking habits: rarely / occasionally
  • Smoking habits: brown
  • Has children: none
  • Joined Flirthut: Visible to upgraded members
  • Last online: Visible to upgraded members
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About me

a quiet guy who loves to make dad jokes and game, always puts the ones i love first, i show love normally though touch and small gifts

My flirt feature

I like to flirt with my prefer not to say.

Interests

Chess Gaming Jigsaws Movies / film Photograpy Restaurant Strip Poker

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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