You: Black framed glasses and hoodie, showed up at the white geodesic dome with your buddy at the camp I was at. You climbed up to the top hammock in the dome after your buddy refused to. Me: Tired girl in the hammock, asked if you were satisfied with your hammock achievement. I didn't mean to be rude, it was a long night of creepy men and I was having none of it by that point. But I admired your intelligence and felt bad about my not-so-welcoming demeanour the next day. I was hoping to run into you again; maybe I did, but I didn't get a chance to dance with you.