it´s past midnight on a tuesday night and I come home from a Blues Jam session with my guitar.
I sit carefully in the bus and opposite me on the other side of the corridor a HB7.8 sees me and smiles at me for the way I´m treating with care my guitar or just for being nice, I don´t know.
I immediately move to sit by her side...

ME: Do you think I look gay?!
HB: "No no no, not at all!!!"
ME: uff ok, because there was this girl I met tonight at a bar, we were talking for like half an hour and we kind of connected...and then she comes with... -because your gay aren´t you?"
HB: oh no! I wouldn´t think so
ME: you think I look fine....blabla... I SWITCH to compliment her makeup...she´s got a perfectly done makeup and ask if she works for like a fashion brand or film...
she giggles and smiles and tells me she´s studing that and wants to come to Stockholm (she´s russian) to work with that.
I say she´s got talent because she´s put lots of effort and she looks very good. I also compliment the creativeness and artistic side plus how I respect people passionate about their way of expressing some art...
HB:blabla...I interrupt her! and do as I must go.. she´s disapointed
it´s been 4 min ride and it´s my bus stop...
ME: let´s continue this conversation... let´s meet up...

Shes excited and tells me how many days she´s free...and gives me her number.

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The rest of the story sucks... we texted a lot, warmed up things...and when we dated....bang...worst date ever... I did everything right, even took her to the door of my apartment but she was interested in holding someone as a contact in Stockholm. So I totally banned her.

//MyOwnRockstar