Nalin
Nalin is a nice guy, but he texts like a dry piece of toast. He’s cute and always listens, but he gave me a ninja pencil and I was like, ‘Okay, that’s a solid move.’
He texted me ‘Hey’ and that was it. No ‘How are you?’ No ‘What’s up?’ Just ‘Hey.’
He gave me a pencil that looked like it could fight back. I kept it for a year.
He’s the kind of guy who’d text ‘Good morning’ and that’s it.