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let me set the scene:
itâs 7:45 on a Tuesday night, you are listening to your peers perform their musical pieces theyâve been working on. Next up is your friend whoâs been practicing a duet with his buddy from the local symphony who youâve never met.
Your friendâthe pianistâadjusts his chair as the cellist tunes. Youâve never met this cellist before, but he looks familiar. Heâs the only guy in the room wearing a suitâother than you, sitting in your half-wet bathing suit from your earlier river adventure.
Wait, is the cellist wearing palm tree and coconut socks? Yes, he is. They are playing through the piece when your phone rings, itâs your roommate! You quietly exit out the open side door and situate yourself in the little patch of violets outside, listening as your roommate exclaims her excitement about the art she just made for an event youâre planning. You finish your phone call and wait patiently for the performers to finish⌠you stare at the coconut socks.
They strike the last chord and you applaud from your violet patch outside, waiting as to not interrupt their moment. They receive feedback from the professors and peers, and another student gets up to performâŚ. Youâre still thinking about the palm treesâŚ
After it is all over and youâve finished stacking up a few chairs you make your way over to the cellist and grab his attention.
âI wanted to say earlier, I love your socks.â
He looks up excitedly, smiling, âI was waiting for someone to notice, youâre the only one who did.â
You and the cellist converse for 20 minutes or so, introducing each other and getting to know the history behind the palm tree socks.
Itâs getting late, and youâve both places to be,
âIâd love to continue our conversation later.â You flash him a smile and hand him your phone, âhere, put your number in.â
He takes it and starts typing, pausing to finish his thought,
âIâm glad we met,â he smiles
âMe too,â you smile back as he hands you your phone.
âText me so I know itâs you?â he asks.
Later that evening, after he leaves and you finish practicing, you pick up your phone and text him.
âIt was a joy meeting you today, maybe we can go for a walk or grab lunch sometime? I can show you my cool socks.â you hit send.
âgreat to meet you, too, howâs Friday?â
âitâs a plan:)â
All because of a pair of socks.,
5d ago
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Well - technically they have half of a neon pink pair, and I have half of a neon green pair. We swapped socks. I wanted neon green, they wanted neon pink, we were walking around and bought it off a street vendor. We had only met once before this, so it's clear this was a very easy let's-GO kind of energy we had together.
They are now half way around the world, and I get sad thinking about how we won't be able to meet again as easily, so I try not to think about it. We are still friends, and we keep track of each others' work on IG, but it's not the same as hanging out, obv. Also language differences make it hard to communicate online accurately. Body language is so important to me.
May 25, 2024
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Whatâs That? Oh, we both love steely dan and hate cyclists that wear the little outfits ? (Not bc we hate the fit- we do, we just hate that they give you a dirty look when they roll through a stop sign and itâs your turn to drive more)
it starts with you liking one of my recs (obviously), then, feeling generous, I like one of yours thatâs either a micro-complaint or link to a specific, hard-to-find performance of an ethereal 70s jazz singer.
We follow each other back and⌠the rest is history as they sayâŚ
And by history I mean we dm on Instagram nightly until eventually we meet people that live on our own coasts and our flirtation becomes merely a memory
But a beautiful one at that
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Backstory: Im crushing so hard on a tattoo artist near my job and am delusionally convinced sheâs my soulmate. We coincidentally have matching tattoos of the cover art for faces by mac miller high on the thigh. (for full story go look at my asks)
Update: aight⌠went to the tattoo shopâs 8th anniversary event just to kinda be present and participate in the art community in Puerto Rico bc Iâm having trouble finding ppl I relate too and I think I can make friends w them. Didnât rly get to chat with her much, she was being a little distant and I wasnât going to corner her or anything. I ended up getting some flash that was super cool. after my tat was finished late that night I went for a walk to shake off the nerves of the pain n shit. Ended up getting a strange feeling to buy a bunch of ice creams for everyone in the tattoo shop party so I walked far as hell and bought like 20-30 ice creams from a 24hr bodega and came back to pass them out to everyone for free. Boom. wonderful success and made so many ppl smile. Now the shop owner n community know me and recognize my chill.
Additionally: I could not get this girl out of my head. Like I never rly date and I fr donât like talking to girls. Im rly hyper-isolated but itâs my own doing. But she Was driving me crazy. I ended up buying her the Book of Mac memoir and planned to give it to her as a gift/tip at our booked tattoo session. I had a feeling that sheâd rly like it. But that wasnât enough. I became manic and over the course of three sessions I made her a mac miller mix. Ive attached it for u all to listen. This mightâve been overkill and I was second guessing it the whole time but I did it anyway because Iâm not a pussy.
Finally: get to the tat session and was greeted with a kiss on the cheek (polite and customary for Puerto Ricans but she was rly friendly about it and she initiated). When she finished setting up our station I sit down and pull out the book. Inside the book I had written to: (her name) from: (me) and a short quote from BMO (adventure time) because it kinda just felt right. tell her hey I got this for you, I think I have a crush on you idk, but yeah this is for you. Bruh⌠she melted. She was like soooooooooooo happy. She had a mask on cuz she was sick but she said underneath she was blushing super hard.
we start the tattoo and I ask if I can just talk to her while she does it. Iâm rly shy and not the best at convo but throughout the entire tattoo I just picked her brain to try and get to know her. Bruh⌠we r so alike. Like mind blowingly alike. Talked about music and movies and clothes. But she was kinda dry and quick w her chatting. It took a while for her to warm up a bit and relax. Plus Iâm funny so she was giggling after every other thing I said. Teased her a bit. Flirted a bit. But nothing too heavy. By the end of the tattoo session we were on aux together going back and forth w songs talking about why we like them n stuff. Like at this point I can tell weâre friends. Finally the tat is finished and itâs great. Sheâs an apprentice and not super experienced but it was exactly what I wanted. As we were saying our goodbyes she thanks me again for the book. I told her I had one more thing to give her but she had to give me her number first⌠she freaks out a little bit. I say no pressure obviously, but sheâs like âyes pressureâ Iâm like what?? She gives me her number and gives me a super quick and tight hug. Idk how to describe it but it was like a shy, fast âI need to hug you before anyone seesâ hug. as Iâm walking out the shop I text her the link to the mix n head home.
I get home, she texts saying thanks for the mix that itâs rly cool and thanks again for the book. and thenâŚ. She tells me sheâs dating someone 𼴠and didnât know how to tell me in person and froze when I asked for her number n if its alright if weâre just friends. I ate that punch, said hey no prob we can be friends, which is totally fine like I fr donât mind, but the thing is I KNOW MY WHOLE SCHEME WORKED. Like the way she was reacting to me and how comfortable she got and how cool our convo was like I know she recognized how cool I was. And she told me I was rly cool like she texted saying she thinks im cool. So like⌠fuck. Idk. and She didnât even say she has a boyfriend, she just said sheâs dating someone so it doesnât even sound serious. Idk what to do. She didnât respond to my last text. so this is where we stand. I think I fucked her world up tho. No way sheâs not thinking about me now.
What do yall think?
Jul 19, 2024
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