A girl who does everything I could ever want at all times– but too much of it and basically gently forces it on me. Like, if a girl spoon feeds you– it’s cute, it’s s***, blah blah. Only, she’d stuff my mouth full before I could swallow, and then keep going. We’re snuggling, I need the restroom. Either too bad she doesn’t want to let go yet, or she follows me and holds it while I go. Everything she finds or buys me is exactly my favorite color in complete matching uniform with each other. We have s**, no matter how long it takes, she’s not letting me leave until I o*****, even if it takes the entire day OR LONGER. All she cooks or brings home are my EXACT favorite few foods, which, again– she basically force feeds me. And I have no way out of it, because even though she speaks to me perfectly fine when she decides to, she’s always the same exact level of unshakably indulgent calm, a constant, patient smile– and literally ANYTHING I say to her AT ALL is met with nothing but calmly dismissive laughter. I complain, laughter. I get angry, laughter. Yell, call her horrible names? Laughter. I actually HIT HER– she just laughs again, maybe saying something like “Ohh, calm down sweety! Look, your show’s on!” Me: “I’m TIRED of this show!!” Her: *Laughter* Me: “Gimme the remote.” Her: *Laughs and does nothing* I wrestle the remote from her, she just laughs again and gives me a gentle kiss.
