On my way to a friend’s birthday party downtown via sky train, I opened a one set on a 7.
Me: I want your opinion on something. What do u think of guys in tattoos because one of my friends want one but is afraid what girls might think about him.
7: Where is it?
Me: Chinese letter at the back of his neck
7: It should be fine.
Me: don’t you think it’s a little intimidating
7: No, but I understand why people would be. My ex had lots of tattoos.
Me: Yeah I find its how your present yourself that is more intiminating. I remember my friends and I was at a club in Toronto on halloween. We had a booth. This random guy was sitting in our seats. My friends were too shy to ask him to leave so I had to take the lead and kick him out. So I turn on my gangster, looked at him straight in the eyes and said “yo man we paid for these seats, get out”. He raised his hands “oh sorry man sorry” and left. He was so scared but remembers; it was Halloween. I was in an afro and a pink shirt. I guess the moral of the story is ppl with afros are scary.
Me: I have a riddle for you. When you know me, u want to share when your share me I am gone.
7: thinks… then asks what
Me: a secret
We got off the train and walked the same way and continued some small talk about how our city changed in sort couple years and our careers. She found out that I’m an engineer (gained some value there) and I showed her one of my labs experiments where I blew sh1t up. She was headed to her party and I was headed to mine so I number closed her before we went our separate ways.
At about 1am. I texted her- Hope your having fun=) im done for tonight
7: Yeah I’m having a great time.
Its been about 2 days, im not sure how to talk to her and get her out.