#salsa guy

i spend my entire day at work petrified, to the point where i almost considered asking my 4-year-olds for their advice (as much as i love them, i eventually decided against it bc i figured nearly 5-year-old Beatrice’s advice would probably be “pretend to be a unicorn, jordan”) 

ANYWAY. i have a minor meltdown in the car, hahahaha nothing to see, the people in the traffic next to me probably thought i was crazy but i get to class and he’s EARLY AGAIN so fuck it, i go over to talk to him. He actually invites me to sit down, we talk about doing the next class next year, we’re flirty, it’s cute, i’m like I Am A Strong Indepedent Woman!! I Can Do This!!! 

We have class, it’s awesome, we dance blah blah. We have a social at the end, but we’re supposed to mix with the other class so we don’t dance together. He doesn’t dance for a lot of it and for a moment i fear that he’s gonna leave before me but he ACTUALLY WAITS UNTIL I FINISH DANCING SO THAT WE CAN STILL WALK OUT TOGETHER SHJFKF 

We walk back to our cars, chatting and whatnot, we get to the point where we go our seperate ways and he’s all ‘see u next year then!’ and i’m all ‘fuck fuck fufkchfuif FUCK’ and and burst out, “I have to ask - did you ever want to go out sometime?” and he immediately goes, “Yeah!” 

My soul transcends, my crops clear, etc etc etc. 

Anyway, I say ‘awesome, message me’ or something, i don’t know, my mind honestly goes a little fuzzy from there lol, we giggle a little, go our seperate ways. bOOM. 

we saw each other again today at dance class, he saw me from across the room and literally smiled and came over immediately to come be my partner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! unfortunately it’s a bigger class now and there’s less opportunity to dance with each other, but it was still cool and he seemed happy to see me 

thing is at the end we usually walk out together and that’s when we actually get the time to properly talk. only this time i noticed him get a call before we could speak and he quickly left without saying goodbye. like..... it’s fair enough. i know. but still HHGJHFSSHSHAFJKGJK IM F I  N E 

there is a latin festival on this weekend. most of me wants to just shake off the whole leaving without saying goodbye thing and just text him if he wants to go together. a smaller (but no less vocal) part of me is convinced he doesn’t like me and wants to go Die hahahahah