Original Advice

DONT: Don't play coy for too long.

Drop the Act, Light the Match

Your silence isn't mysterious; it's stalling. Delay turns attraction into static. You crave the chase, then hide behind winks and half-answers, pretending it's strategy. It isn't. It's fear dressed as intrigue. They can't follow breadcrumbs you never drop. You are a torch, not a smoke signal. If you want them, say it before the spark cools.

Momentum is your element. Coyness steals it. When you ration your interest, you train them to ration theirs. Ambiguity breeds games; games breed boredom. Desire thrives on oxygen, not puzzles. Speak in verbs: call, ask, touch, plan. Risk is your native language. Let clarity do what charisma can't—make contact real. Precision isn't unsexy; it's ignition. Don't hint. Direct the scene and walk through the door.

Cosmic Context

You are Mars-ruled, the first spark of the zodiac. Your job is to initiate, not tease the flame and watch it die.

Action

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Text them tonight: 'I want to see you. When?'

You are allowed to go first, and to be chosen back.