I was waiting in front of Necropolis tattoo on February 4th, you were walking by on the phone. It sounded like you were having financial troubles, and said to whoever was on the other end “and I can’t even be a stripper because of covid.” I laughed, we caught eyes and you smiled at me. I blushed. But you probably couldn’t see behind my mask. I don’t remember much except you were blonde and your eyes struck me like lightning. It made me feel like I was cheating on my boyfriend. I don’t have a boyfriend anymore. Maybe I could make you dinner sometime?
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