There had always been this same fluttery feeling in his stomach when he spoke to Sapnap; this same sweet taste in the back of his throat that only made its self known when he heard the deep voice through a shitty microphone. However, he chose to put those feelings aside. chose to blame them on excitement and their quickly-growing platonic love. Even if somewhere, floating around in the back of his love-hazed mind, Karl knew these feelings were not platonic.