💗 Excuse me, but I love someone else…

And this is how it goes.

I was sitting on a red raggedy couch at a small club in Berlin. A friend of a friend was next to me, our thighs touching lightly. He was tall and had a sparkly shirt on that was just the perfect amount of too-tight-on-him.

The conversation was flowing.

At one point I noticed my partner Flo come into the room and look around.

I would try to act as much like…