Confession: After a windy Wellington hike I offered a cute stranger my homemade stew and to dry their soggy socks at my flat - sweet green flirt or boundary creep?
I volunteer on beach cleanups and cook to unwind. Turned up with a thermos, a folded blanket and my battered guitar after a sunset walk. Did I come off as charmingly awkward or did I overstep?
Confession: After a windy Wellington hike I offered a cute stranger my homemade stew and to dry their soggy socks at my flat - sweet green flirt or boundary creep? | Womira Poll
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