Sighting

Your name is AJ, you were accompanied by your military friend, fellow american. You’re slightly taller, wore glasses, hat and checkered shirt. I wore a skirt with a slit in it.

You approached me and I was flabbergasted by your handsomeness and blew my chance not only once but twice. I sadly lost you in the crowd, before we had a chance to exchange contact details, or maybe you disappeared because you thought I’m taken. Your friend followed up and left as well.

First time, I stood by the roller-coaster. Second time we talked by the table and walked around for a little bit.

I was enchanted to meet you and I can’t get you out of mind. You claimed you’re not the police, yet you cuffed yourself into my thoughts ever since.

We shared mutual attraction even though I was not good in showing/communicating it because I felt shy. There was also a miscommunication about my relationship status. I am single. Unless we change that.

Date?