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She seems like she would be deceptively physically strong and I can picture her being high as a kite and just cornering me at a party and being like:
Lorde: *British accent* "Yeah yeah hey lit'l man, you like Lorde hm Gov? You like Royals n' that!?"
Me: *Cowering against the wall* "Yes Lorde I like Royals."
Lorde: *Grabs my wrist and starts twisting it* "Yeah I bet ya do ya lil man, I bet ye ♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Royals don't ye!?"
Me: *Writhing in pain but unable to free my wrist* "Yes! Yes! I said I like it.... you're hurting me!"
Lorde: *Squeezes the entirety of my genitals in one of her strong, pale hands as she whispers in my ear* "Yeah Gov I know ye ♥♥♥♥♥♥ love Royals ey?"