33 M4F #New England – Looking for someone who texts “I’m outside” instead of “good morning.”

*notabot

I’m looking for the kind of chemistry that makes common sense file a formal complaint.

Let’s skip the three week interview process. I want the kind of connection where coffee turns into dinner, dinner turns into a drive with no destination, and suddenly we’re still talking in a parking lot four hours later because neither of us wants to be the first to leave.

I like women who are a little feral, emotionally intelligent, quick with sarcasm, and just reckless enough to convince me one more stop is a good idea. The kind who steals my hoodie, denies it, and somehow makes me apologize for asking.

About me: 33. Bearded. Married. Dad. Equal parts sarcastic and affectionate. I’ve been told I have dangerous levels of eye contact and entirely too much enthusiasm for making out.

If we click, expect voice notes that are mostly laughing, inside jokes that make no sense to anyone else, and enough chemistry that we’ll both pretend we’re being reasonable while making objectively terrible decisions.

If you’re reading this thinking, \*“This feels like it could become a really good idea… or a spectacularly bad one,”\* we’re probably looking for the same thing.

Tell me the most impulsive thing you’ve ever done. The better the story, the faster I’ll reply.