So I came to meet my Dad at a hotel in Washinton DC. I peeped you. I went to the front desk to inquire about my fathers room and whatnot and I noticed you had a mullet. It was beautiful. Then you turned around and I saw you had a septum piercing. Yea, it was love. I actually mustered up the courage to say something to you. I asked about your wicked hiking backpack. It was funny because you were with your Dad too. You mentioned your brother right away, I took that to be a good sign as I am very close with my siblings. I know I was all smiles and you were super friendly. We were just chatting then the stooopid front desk lady asked if I needed help. Then she asked if we were together. Oh, I wish.
Where are you?