You were kind enough to share a light with me at a cocktail table toward the street, I was bubbling in a crop polka dot number. You asked, “did you dance your ass off?” To which I replied, “I got about 40%..” snarkier than I intended. I like your face- framed in long, dark locks and thought I caught a glimmer of mischief behind your glasses- wish I woulda asked what you two bros were getting up to the rest of your Saturday night. I’ll be out biking most evenings this week, swimming at Venice beach, dancin Thursday night and def checkin for you tall, dark and handso❤️
