Too confused? No. Total try-hard? Yes. He has zero chill. He’s on or off. No game. The guy has no “relax” setting. Even with half a bottle of sweet, sweet Kentucky gold in him, he’s still insufferable.

How do you fuck a guy like that?

edit: even being a spy didn’t add to his mystique, it just made everyone see him as disloyal and unlikable. the most interesting thing about him is that he likes pineapple. he’s so stiff, he’d need a deep tissue massage just to sit down.