Voilà, ça c’est fait

  • go to a gay bar, dance like crazy, hook into a random guy’s eyes, exchange two times two stupid^Wsimple conversation lines, kiss, fondle and dance together, play tongue catch with an ice cube, and then leave the place with no real intent to see him again-

check.

Well, I still left him my number. He’s cute and kisses well. I would not mind a followup.