Hungover. I remember a really cute short guy with a sorta squeaky voice ( but in an adorable way) . I remember we talked, he complemented my looks (must've been the baseball cap shading my face). He asked to hold my hand for a moment. He was pretty drunk, and was with a pal. When I excused myself to go to the bathroom, he had left the spot we were talking in by the time I got back. I grabbed a beer, returned to the spot, and we made eyes from a distance, while he was back with his pal. Not much later, going down the stairs to smoke some pot with 2 buddies, our eyes met, and locked, for a few more moments. When we came back up, he was nowhere in sight, completely gone. Gosh, what a beautiful face. I had probably two more beers after that, plus a ton of junk food when i got in last night/this morning. While he was pretty drunk, and probably "useless" if-ya-know-what-I-mean, that would've been some great kisser to wake up to.......