Ever since our passionate love died, Sophie Turner and I have been communicating through lawyers and heated texts that I hope she knows that are admissible in court, but I still love her ass enough to follow her on Twitter. Where she posted these. As you can see, doggystyle was a point of contention in our imaginary sexual relationship that I made up in my head. Turns out it was a problem for me. I’m sorry, Sophie! It happens to a lot of guys, okay?! You can’t give me like 15 minutes after all I’ve done for you?! I would also like some Gatorade if we have any, please.