I was riding the 240 from North Vancouver to downtown and you got on before the bridge. No idea what it was, but you intrigued me. You had red hair, facial hair, and were wearing a striped shirt, black jacket, jeans, dirty white sneakers and had a bandaid on your finger. I’m sure you felt me glancing up every so often because you kept looking up to me. I had the big pink shopping bag on my lap and the turquoise sweater, with curly short dark hair. Something about you made me think you were someone I would love to get to know. Maybe you thought the same. :)