The Compliment

Author: Single. Approachable. Girl.
April 25, 2009

I was at a bar last night and ran into one of the mustache guys from that Santa Barbara trip – random. He was better looking without the stash (shocking) and we were chatting. He said that I was cute and that he liked “how my hair flowed over my forehead.”

As I was pondering that compliment, and I heard him say to me that he would wrangle me in bed and then buy me breakfast in the morning. I left the bar immediately.


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