The hockey player might be there. I know I'm desperate if I get with him. He asked me if he still has a shot with me, I didn't really answer, because I think if I would have said "depends how drunk I am" even he would have said goodbye. Or actually, he would have handed me a glass.
Desperation in the air.
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