Word Up Bumbaclart Part 1

We'd caught up a few times before we went out alone. There was the pub with family & the Retro Market & the outdoor cinema. By this stage, it was already the end of January & I believe I was a little smitten with my new friend.

That night we went to see Role Models. I thought it might be cool to get him out of the house & catch up. On picking him up, we soon realised I had no idea where I was going, *despite* the fact I'd gotten a map.

I remember us chatting endlessly & effortlessly. I remember trying my best not to talk during the movie. I remember individual popcorn combos, which neither of us finished. I remember Starburst, left uneaten, which I still have.

The movie didn't end too late & when we couldn't decide on dinner, we drove in the direction of where he was staying. Driving past a skate park, I couldn't not stop by. I followed as he walked around all the ramps & quarter pipes. I watched as he looked it over, rather impressed, I recall. He explained the differences in the types of concrete. He even planned routes he'd take if his bike was here. We both watched the guys on their skateboards.

His fun was the park. My fun was watching him be around what he loved, watching his face light up as he talked about it.


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