peloton wife guy

Breakup just before lock down. The worst time in history to be single? Met a bunch of girls online thinking we were a good match, and had a deluge of disappointments and disappearances. Had almost given up and resigned myself to the convent when Maggie hit me up. We bonded over conspiracy theories about Peloton Wife. She's unlike anyone I've ever met. She does things like house a pickle in two bites, kiss me, and then declare with a smirk, "I taste like a pickle!" On our first date she left me her sweatshirt so I could "survive a day in [her] absence," and her watch on which she used the calculator to write "8008135." She lets me get away with nothing, and constantly makes me laugh. Her accent is thick and her temper is hot. Suddenly, it is love?