GOSSHHHHH. He's hot. Like so hot. And so fucking tall.
While day dreaming about what we could do together, he talks to me.
He said something about how he likes my lululemon.
I wanted to say back that I like it too, but I tried to be nice and just say thanks.
A few moments later I said "I like your shoes. I also like your phone number. It would look really good in my phone."
"Oh yeah? Well, maybe I should make you work for it."
"Nope, just give it to me." I said back.
He then took my phone and started punching in the numbers.
YESSSS
