We got to the tickets person and asked them for the name of the person sat down in seat 67. I decided the best way to find this woman was to do a competition. By doing this, nothing would seem suspitious to anyone and would make it easier for me to find her. James the ticket sales person told me the name of the girl who bought the ticket for seat 67 was Hannah Powell. Raheem looked at me with satisfaction. I was so happy that I had found a piece of her. Now all I have to do is put together the rest of her puzzle. Later on that night I announced my competition on twitter. I was waiting and waiting and all I was seeing was people tweeting about how they were only two numbers away or how I should try not to injur myself yadayadayada. Raheem and Jordan Ibe even retweeted this to make sure it got around to as many people as possible. I started to give up. I literally put my hand on my laptop face to shut it and then I saw the tweet. It said I'm the owner of that ticket. I blinked four times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Then I clicked on her twitter page and there I saw it. Her picture staring at me. Her hair was in its natural curly state, the dark brown eyes I love with plump lips. I had found her. I didnt know what to do with myself. Should I direct message her or should I wait for her to message me. I dont know. All I know is that I want to get closer to her. I need to meet her. But for now I think I'll sleep on it. I'll sleep knowing I've found her.
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