Ode To Hannah
You know that slightly uncomfortable feeling you get when you are, without a doubt, the only person in the room that’s not on a date? Hannah and I spent pretty much all of Valentine’s Day in that strange twilight-zone of ultimate singledom. Allow me to set the scene:
The lighting was dim and rosy, the air buzzing warmly with gooey conversation as couples grinned at each other over their plates and played footsy under the table. I weaved my way through the labyrinth of tables for two in a packed restaurant in Boston and took a seat across from my one and only valentine; Hannah. We’d had plans for dinner and a concert on the 14th for months, (we bought tickets in November, so there was no backing out of this regardless of relationship status). And it was quite possibly one of the most romantic nights of my life. So, in the spirit of loving one another, I’d like to compose a short list of things I love about Hannah Drake.
- Her appreciation for fart jokes.
- Her complete lack of a sense of direction (I navigated us through Boston).
- How she writes loving blog posts about my car.
- How she laughs at my obscure history jokes and references to various comedians.
By the end of the night, I’m guessing that about a dozen people, including the manager at the restaurant, assumed that Hann and I were dating. While we dined, we considered what our story would be if this was indeed our first date. Would be lesbians or just college-experimentation lesbians? Where would we have met? Would we hook up later that night? Probably.
Next on the itinerary was to listen to a weepy Irish band sing about breakups. Kodaline were wonderful and even more angsty on stage. If you like songs with lots of soulful ooh’s and whoa’s, then you might want to check them out. They said things like “feck it” and the lead singer got soy sauce in his eye right before they went on. One thing I realized quickly was that going to a concert on Valentine’s is a very different experience from going to a concert on any other day of the year. One couple behind me was kissing so aggressively that they were practically using me as leverage. For future reference: avoid couples at concerts unless you want to feel like you’re indirectly involved in their romantic endeavors.
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