[Title Coming Soon] EP 03: Rock Cafe
One striking thing for me was that…you didn’t want to be known. And I found that really attractive. Lol.
The desire to seek you out and “hunt” gave me the chills. Not necessarily because I would perhaps become a member of your inner circle, but because I would get to see what the world does not see…the real you.
Your most recent post indicated you would be doing a gig at the Rock Café next Wednesday and though I was not a fan of rock music or cafés, this was one opportunity to meet you again I could not miss.
When Wednesday came, I tried my best to look “rock-y”. Strange for me, but whatever: A plain round tee and ripped jeans from House of Zoey, and sneakers I borrowed from Deji, my roommate.
One last look at the mirror and I shook my head in disbelief. “Na me be this?”
My plan was simple.
My goals were clearly defined. Lol.
Get into the Cafe early enough before the event starts…maybe during soundcheck or something. Sit at the bar and watch you from afar, hopefully, pick up one or two things about you. Pay attention to the songs (so I can give a real compliment later).
All in all, the night should not end without me registering my presence again and getting your attention.
I was still perusing and fine-tuning my plans in my head when my phone rang…my Bolt had arrived.
