We briefly chatted as you ate your pizza lunch across the red bench outside of Chelsea Market. I was sitting with my friend. You said you saved the buffalino for the end of your meal. I said I do the same thing too. We both also mentioned eyeing the Mediterranean slice.
We smiled at each other as I left with my friend and wished you a good rest of your meal. I should have asked for your number.
You have a nose piercing. And I was the short brown girl wearing a pink shirt and denim shorts.
I'm flying back to Austin on Saturday. Would love to grab a slice with you...
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