i met him september 3, 2008. i was flying out early the next morning to go to california for a friend's daughter's sixth birthday. i needed jeans. i dragged t to the mall with me and we were on a mission: at least one pair of jeans that fit before the mall closed in a little over an hour. levi's was the last store we went into. he was the only one working and i'm pretty sure he put me in every cut they carried. he liked the skinny jeans best but they were too tight around my calves so after several minutes of back and forth i wound up walking out with 3 pairs of jeans that fit pretty well. so much for one... he was sort of an ass while i was there so i threw the attitude back at him. he asked for my number while i was checking out.
no one had asked for my number before. i got butterflies.
the damn butterflies never went away even though he did.
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