Life is weird

While I was watching Philippe's show I kept thinking how sweet he was and how I should probably hang out with him sometime before we jam. Since we both had free bracelets for the weekend I thought of inviting him to see a show. I wanted to try and get in to St-Vincent on Friday night and that day I kept thinking how I should write him but I didn't get the chance and so after rehearsing at Akua's I headed down there alone in the pouring rain. I walked by patati-patata on the way there. It was packed as usual and looked so cozy inside and I remembered all the dates I'd gone on there and suddenly felt really alone and wished someone were with me to go eat. When I got to the show it was sold out and they wouldn't let me in, so I kind of just stood near the entrance trying to peer in when someone to my left said "Hey!" Out of all of the people in the city who could have been standing beside me on the church steps, there was Philippe. "Wanna get some fries?"