Boy at the Roxy

You were wearing a black t-shirt. I was wearing a grey tank top and hair in a bun. I bumped into you at the Roxy. I turned to say sorry, you turned too. We paused. We locked eyes. You blew me a kiss and I smiled at turned away. Why did I leave? Was looking for you after but I was liquored and didn't remember your face. If by chance you remember me, lets get together

When: Friday, January, 25 2013

Where: the roxy

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