Let's skip the small talk. Tell me your favourite thing about Sundays.

My friends asked what my type is. I showed them your profile.

My phone lights up and I hope it's you. Every time.

I don't usually double text, but you're worth the exception.

You look like my next favourite story.

Can I call you tonight? I want to practise saying your name.

My heart just sent you a friend request.

I just want to be the reason you check your phone and smile.

Your vibe matches my Friday night.

I don't do first moves. This is my first exception.

You're my favourite kind of chaos.

On a scale of one to ten, you're a "cancel my plans".

You've got me rehearsing texts like it's an audition.

You're the kind of distraction I'd happily miss a deadline for.

I'm not saying it's fate, but I did take the long way here.

You're giving main character, and I'd love a supporting role.