Dear Indian Boy in the Orange and White Shirt,
You're kinda cute. And what's more, you looked interesting and intelligent. Like, it seems like you might read and that I could have a conversation with you and enjoy it. I know I’m not too subtle with my flirting techniques and I apologize. But what’s interesting to me, is that Miss J swears you were pointing in my direction and may or may not have given me the once over. And you and I made eye contact a couple of times. I really hope you were getting the vibes I was sending you. Anyway, I’m bummed that you and I never managed to get away from our respective groups and have a chance to converse. And more than that, I hope you work in the corporate park and that you come to the Boathouse again.
Kicking myself for not going over to play pool with you guys,
8K
You're kinda cute. And what's more, you looked interesting and intelligent. Like, it seems like you might read and that I could have a conversation with you and enjoy it. I know I’m not too subtle with my flirting techniques and I apologize. But what’s interesting to me, is that Miss J swears you were pointing in my direction and may or may not have given me the once over. And you and I made eye contact a couple of times. I really hope you were getting the vibes I was sending you. Anyway, I’m bummed that you and I never managed to get away from our respective groups and have a chance to converse. And more than that, I hope you work in the corporate park and that you come to the Boathouse again.
Kicking myself for not going over to play pool with you guys,
8K
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