Joyce Manor Concert. You: white shirt, mustache. Me: Red sports bra

New York City NY

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We spent most of Joyce Manor’s set just bumping into each other and you helped me with my lost shoe, twice. I thought it only fair I tied yours in return. I wanted to say something to you in person but that encore really moshed us apart. May be nothing on your end but if I had to choose someone’s sweat to be coated in, I’m glad most of it was yours. I live in the city if you ever wanna do something a little less bruise inducing, though clearly we can both handle some rough housing.