It was cold, boring, lonely, and needed to shake the feb 14th blues. Sweatpants, hoody, and tennishoes was all I wore. In the bar for about half hour before eye contact, maybe 5 minutes before he came over, back at his place in less than an hour. I dont even remember his name. Just needed that itch scratched. Now I feel like such a whore and can't go back to that bar for a couple months.