Me (F) wearing an outfit that can be best summed up as punk rock camp counselor vibes, blue cap, red 70’s shorts, Dead Moon tee and jean jacket. You, broad shouldered, masculine presenting, wearing a little beanie, septum ring, sitting seemingly alone. The comic ribbed on you and I like the way you rolled.
We caught eyes as I was bussing my table and waiting for my friend, I thought maybe you were going to say hi, but my friend walked up to head out. On my way out the door I glanced back, wondering if maybe we had a cute moment or if I was making it up, and you were looking at me too. I smiled, looked away, did a double take and you were still looking at me and seemed to have a smile on your face.
I waited outside for a hot second wondering if you were gonna come out or if I was gonna walk back in and give you my number. And well, I wish I had, so here we are.
If I’m right about the vibe, let’s get together for the next show.
If I’m wrong about the vibe, then please take this post as a compliment and I promise not to be weird if I see you in person again. You have an alluring, handsome, magnetism. I’d say you were the best looking person in the room, but I don’t wanna insult the comedians.
Ps. Thank you, comics! See you next time and reallllly hoping no one makes this into a bit.
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