Hanging Out and On

Was FaceTiming with a Turkish friend of mine I’ve never met in person the other day. She warned me that she was really “huggy” and a “hanger on” of her friends, and asked if that was ok when we visit in person.

I said something like: “I don’t know how I could possibly withstand an attractive, intelligent and affectionate 25-year-old woman hugging and hanging on me. Oh, the horror. How will I ever deal with the terrible trauma of this?”

She got the message that I was good with it, I think. At least she laughed a lot.