I wasn’t sending thirst because I was having deep conversations in the kitchen but like. Matthew Kimble x years of therapy = perfect boyfriend. Maybe y’all dated when you were young but you cut it off because he was always weirdly hung up on his sister and like. You always missed him always felt like it could have been something really good and deep and he felt the same but. He gets the therapy and the introspection and makes the boundaries and as part of his healing he hits you up again and. It’s like you dreamed it
Girl 🥺🥺🥺🥺🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️ this concept. Decadent. Full of love. I am sighing about it uncontrollably
LIKE???? What if you were in his old D&D group? Shared his interests and didn’t tune him out like christine does? But the co-dependency of that gets in the way of it ever fully becoming a thing. Then he goes to therapy while he’s still living with christine. And one night sitting in the house alone and thinking about his old childhood friends (bc therapist is all like “embrace your inner child” about it) he gets curious. He’s gotta look you up because god it’s been forever and what the hell were you up to??? And he does a little light facebook stalking until OH SHIT!!! ACCIDENTALLY SENT YOU A FRIEND REQUEST OH NOOOOO!!! But… wait… you friend him back??? o_O and tHEN YOU START CHATTING WITH HIM OH SHIT and it’s JUST LIKE HOW HE REMEMBERS AND YOU’RE STILL FUNNY AND WAIT YOU’RE HOT TOO (he thought you were cute before but jEEZUS)???? AND YOU WANNA MEET UP FOR COFFEE SOMETIME OMG OMG OMG so then coffee dates happen. And holy SHIT IT’S EVEN BETTER IN PERSON OH GOD WE ARE REKINDLIIIIIIIING 😩😩😩😩😩 Anyway you start up a new d&d group and shit gets rekindled in a BIG way but he’s still dealing with his issues with christine and can’t make a move- and it kinda puts a damper on things when you mention that christine kinda just walks all over him yadda yadda petty fight. BUT THEN ONE DAY HES AT THERAPY AND he starts talking about “oh yeah there was this one girl when I was a kid who I actually really clicked with and she liked a lot of the same things I did and listened to me and didn’t walk all over me like my sister did and she… oh… OH…” and you know how this ends. Confessions. Kisses. Fireworks. Giving Julia Dreyfus the fuckin boot. Best sitcom romance ever. The only stable relationship in the series. The end. Here have a gif to celebrate getting to the end of my sappy nonsense