Yes, there's indecency, but then there's gross incompetence. Far be it from us to impugn the good name of Narcissus when one is bathed in the warm milk of texting. We don't allow these things in the house; if you want something to adore, there is Whit. If you want to converse, there is Whit. And if you want to play, there is infallibly Whit, because this is urgent.
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