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This topic reminds me of me back in the day. I was 21, she was 16. I was a senior in college, she was in high school. We matched on Tinder. Her age said 18, but her bio said she was 16. I was hesitant, but I swiped anyways. I don't remember what I thought was gonna happen anyways. Sue me, I was a college idiot.

Anyways, we talked, hung out, liked each other, even cuddled, but that's it. I never even officially asked her out, we never even kissed, because I felt too skeevy about the whole age difference (even though it was technically legal by the state's age of consent - but the fact that I had to dig that up told me she was too young for me). And I was graduating anyways, so I kept telling myself that "oh but what if I move away for a job, then we'll end up breaking up and it'll be sad for both of us" and etc., but it all boiled down to her age. I mean, she had fucking braces, man.

Fast forward to like, January (2018). I moved to Minnesota after graduation, and we'd stopped talking. She got retweeted by our college town's police department twitter account. I "like'd" that tweet. Not long after, she actually slides into my DMs, "You remember me?" I say hells yeah, we talk a bit, swap numbers again, and that was that for a while. I told her we should meet up if I come back home for a visit, one of which I had planned in late April for a family thing.

Jump ahead a bit more to last month. I was in town. We grabbed lunch and saw Infinity War. And I'll tell ya, she got very attractive. Tan skin, gorgeous smile, long hair, curves in all the right places, and like this really soothing voice that I could listen to all day. And the best part, she was still so obviously into me, despite the fact that I've gained like 20 pounds since moving away. She asked on several occasions about my relationships, trying to pry and get information and shit, kept insisting I move back home too. Told me about her love life and how "all the guys here are shitty."

But alas, nothing happened because I was on a time crunch and couldn't stick around for long (plus I wasn't about to nail her in my parents' house lmfao hahhaha).

And now, three weeks later, SHE'S the one texting ME! Just gave me the ol' "How're you doing?" Like what the fuck man, a 6 and a half hour drive is the only difference between me landing a total hottie.

Bruuhhh