"Are you black?"
Then...
"Are you single?"
Wow.
After leaving, they come at me again...
"Hey you in the black shirt.... You into girls or guys... You're cute, I want your phone number..."
Wow, just wow. James and Polli were there and they *both* left me to face that beast alone. She knows my phone number now, but not my name. I suppose that will work for now. I'll probably never see her again. I gave her the number just for being courageous enough to ask.
It was nice to know that I didn't even have to try for that one, though. Not gonna lie.
Now to pass another six years ;)
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