The night I met you

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It all started with my friend telling me she felt like dancing during our holidays and asking me whether I would go clubbing with her. I said yes as I thought it would be an interesting experience for both of us and so we made our way to a club my friend picked. She was dressed smartly whereas I was dressed practical – prepared to be her guard dog and quite contently so.

At first we couldn't find the club, but when we did something strange happened. My friend and I were prepared to stand in line and pay the entry fee - like we would at home. But they took us through immediately instead. We didn't pay the entry fee and walked into the club quite confusedly. I still don't understand why they let us in so quickly, but walking into the main part of the club it surprised me how many men were there. As a response I automatically stood up a little straighter.

My friend and I decided to look around as not much was going on at first, but soon we had checked out everything and stood waiting for more people to arrive. Starting from that moment on, we had lots of people talking to us that night: few women and more men than I care to remember. Because of the amount of men there were, I started categorising them into three groups: those who looked at my friend and me as if we were a dessert, those who came too close and those who didn't.

I don't remember when I first noticed you. In hindsight I just remember seeing your red shirt more than once from the corner of my eye. You and your friend kept a nice distance and so both of you categorised as safe in my eyes. The reason we met in the end was your friend's dancing. He'd caught both my friends and my eyes for it and my friend wanted to learn from him, so we started dancing along sides the two of you. Again, both of you kept your distance which I was glad for, because it meant I could leave my friend for a short while and get some air.

Here I might add that it was already unusual for me to dance with men in a club and not have them come very close and be very touchy. When I came back to you guys I soon noticed that you'd taken over my job, shielding my friend from people bumping into her. Now, you were shielding me as well. This still amazes me and I could not thank you enough that night, because it made the night end so much less stressful (for me) than it started.

I only learnt your name standing in front of the club, about to say goodbye and for the next two days I continuously confused your name with your friend's. Both your names startwith the same letter. This is how and why the two of you got your nicknames.

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