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a couple weeks ago, Chelsea and i were both feeling a little sluggish and not quite in the mood to go out all night, but decided to go out clubbing anyway. oddly enough, those are the times when it actually ends up turning out to be a great time.

we met at a station near my house, where i was armed with convenience store drinks for the train to the club, Muse. oh the fruity alcoholic beverages that japan provides...

we were looking hot (if i must say so myself!) and we were giggly and getting in the mood for some dancing. for the majority of the evening the two of us alternately rocked it out on the dance floor and took breaks in the big comfy booths around the bar so we could scope out the crowd.

at some point in the evening, a guy caught my eye on the dance floor. hoping he'd come over, i played it cool with Chelsea. after all, what's more attractive than a girl who is thoroughly enjoying herself?

eventually, we made our way into the middle of the dance floor, near where he was. and slowly i made my way in front of him and approached him. we didn't speak at first, but he definitely wasn't saying no. i think it was me who first spoke and asked what his name was. he was surprised that i could speak japanese and explained that he had wanted to approach me but assumed that since he couldn't speak english, it would be worthless. i laughed, and he said, my name's Carr.

we hit it off on the dance floor and when we took a break, he bought Chelsea and me drinks. then he and i went back and danced the night into morning.



fast forward to now.

he knows how to get to my place from the station and where the closest (fared) parking lot is when he drives. we've gone out to dinner once and i've cooked in at least three. he's slept over several times. his toothbrush is in my medicine cabinet.

he's a gentleman and totally respects my boundaries. he is definitely a guy who appreciates cuddling and canoodling. a rare species no doubt. on top of that, he emailed me out of the blue the other day and said he was going to study english. he doesn't need it for his job or for daily life, and when i pressed him about it, he acted shy and wanted me to drop the subject. verdict is, he's smitten.

now if only i knew what i was...