We met at FUSE at the Vancouver Art Gallery in January. You and your two friends were in line in front of my friend and I for the COSplay exhibit. We chatted in line and while having a few drinks before the play. You started conversation by asking us a $100 trivia question. I am the brunette in the black strapless dress. I was sorry to lose you during the interactive theatre. I wish I had the chance to ask for your number. Will I see you at Fuse again on April 25th?
Two glorious days of witty banter and then the cruel sting of silence. Where did you go? I didn't write your phone number down and now... now... it's just too late. You've vanished into my patio bromance dreams. Manly hands, manly pants where are you?
You: Tall, tattooed and handsome. With occasional black eyes and a missing tooth. From your tough guy look to your effortless charm, you're everything my mother warned me about in a guy.
Me: a girl who never learnt to listen to her mother.
You: were waiting to get off the ferry with a backpack, coffee mug attached, tousled greying hair and nice eyes walked down the ramp by my side.
Me: Camping hair covered in green hat, glasses and green suitcase also waiting to get off the ferry, chatting with two ladies trying to muster the nerve to hand you my card. Easter ferry ride begets regrets!
I was playing a gig and of all the people in the bistro, you were the only one I didn't know. You were super cute and smiling the whole time I was performing. We exchanged a few glances throughout the evening but by the time I was finally going to head over and start up a conversation I had to leave. I heard you really liked the show though. Let's talk sometime :)
I was dancing and laughing away with a friend and you came up to me to tell me that I was beautiful and that you noticed me when I came in, but now you had to leave. I was so stunned all I could do was thank you before you disappeared! But I truly meant it, Thank You, it made my day and beyond. Why the compliment and dash though?