I like me a man with a bit of heft.
I'd rather have a man hung like a mouse with the weight to hammer it home than a beanpole with a... beanpole I guess!
Actually I fall for people (romantic and friends) like falling downstairs anyway. It's fast and hard and can be bruising. I put a bicycle lock on my heart a while back. But friends still managed to sneak in and steal it. And break it. Still, I think it's probably only scar tissue left these days.
Anyway - Dresden's coat. What's up with that?
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