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You were behind me in line Sunday morning, humming along to the mariachi and debating red or green salsa. I wanted to tell you your smile made the whole place brighter, but lost my nerve when our orders came up. If you remember the guy with the Yankees cap and too much coffee, let’s get breakfast together?

You dropped a basket of tomatoes and we both scrambled to pick them up, ending up with red hands and giggles. I was the flustered girl in the straw hat who tried to make a tomato pun but failed. Want to try again over some fresh salsa?

We shared a bench waiting for the rain to stop, laughing at the tourists and both eyeing my purple umbrella. You dashed off to catch your boat tour and I realized too late I never got your name—just your contagious laughter. If you see this, maybe we can share an umbrella again?

You were behind me in line Sunday morning, humming along to the mariachi and debating red or green salsa. I wanted to tell you your smile made the whole place brighter, but lost my nerve when our orders came up. If you remember the guy with the Yankees cap and too much coffee, let’s get breakfast together?

You bumped into me at the café on Westheimer and spilled my latte all over my sketchbook. You apologized with the sweetest smile and offered to buy me another. I was too flustered to say yes—would love a do-over.

You bumped into me at the café on Westheimer and spilled my latte all over my sketchbook. You apologized with the sweetest smile and offered to buy me another. I was too flustered to say yes—would love a do-over.

You were walking your dog—an energetic golden retriever—when we ended up chatting about constellations by the water. I had to rush to meet friends and forgot to ask your name. If you remember the Orion story, message me!

We laughed together when we both kept choosing the wrong escalator trying to find the parking garage after shopping. You wore a red Astros cap and joked about needing a GPS. Wish I’d asked for your number while we were still lost.

You bumped into me at the café on Westheimer and spilled my latte all over my sketchbook. You apologized with the sweetest smile and offered to buy me another. I was too flustered to say yes—would love a do-over.

You were walking your dog—an energetic golden retriever—when we ended up chatting about constellations by the water. I had to rush to meet friends and forgot to ask your name. If you remember the Orion story, message me!

We laughed together when we both kept choosing the wrong escalator trying to find the parking garage after shopping. You wore a red Astros cap and joked about needing a GPS. Wish I’d asked for your number while we were still lost.

You bumped into me at the café on Westheimer and spilled my latte all over my sketchbook. You apologized with the sweetest smile and offered to buy me another. I was too flustered to say yes—would love a do-over.