We chatted between sets at Wednesday's Metric concert. I had been ready to bust your balls if you were attempting to cut in front of us; instead, you were rejoining your friends. You were gracious about me almost getting all up in your grill and we shared a few laughs talking about concert etiquette.

You—blue and grey t-shirt, curly and unruly dark hair, moustache and beard, sexy AF.

Me—slightly shorter than you, orange dress, curvy, sunglasses.

We didn't talk long but it was enough for me to know I'd like to have more conversations with you. If you feel that way too, leave a comment here and we'll go from there. ☺ —Oitspow