it was my first year of university and i didn’t have a canadian id yet since i had just moved from california, so i left my id at home. telling the person at the door that i was 18 seemed to be enough for them to let me in though. he came over a little while after i walked in, asked me to dance, and we chatted for a bit. we sat on the stairs at this persons house and talked about music and how he used to be a beekeeper. i wouldn’t give him any of my contact information, so he finally gave me his business card with his phone number and email and asked me to call. i said i never would, went home, put the card on my fridge and then a week later, invited him to go out to a haunted house with a few friends of mine. and from then on, it’s been going strong.