Dammit, Tom Hiddleston! We get it! You’re adorable! Everything you say is the cutest. Everything you do is the dreamiest. Jesus H., give us a minute to get up from our collective fainting couch and recover from this overwhelming case of swoons already.
Or not. You could also just keep dancing. And doing impressions. And reciting velvet-y poetry. And going on Chatty Man. And basically doing whatever it is that you do. We accept! Swoon us to our graves!
