To the boy at Kneaders on Wednesday who looked like this:
Sigh. You were incredibly attractive. And I know you caught me looking, because I caught you looking too. Right when you tripped over the rug you were walking on when our eyes met.
And when you kept looking, even though you were with a group of over made up, obnoxious blondes.
Hopefully, we meet again.
Sincerely, the girl who ordered the bread bowl.