Flattery

I really love those moments where you get picked up at the most unexpected times:

For instance, when I was sick with gastro and felt like puking on the bus, this guy tried to ask me for my number (I lied and said I had a boyfriend).

Then when I was walking along on the streets of Soho for my friend's farewell party some guy chased me up the street and asked me to see a gig with him.

WHY does this all have to happen just before I am heading home to Melbourne? For Christ's sake already...timing is never in my favour. The guy asking me to the gig was kind of cute by the way.

M xo