We drank and danced all night, and I normally fuck DJs over rocker guys, but open bar will do strange things to a girl. He danced like he was being attacked by a swarm of bees, and I knew he liked me when he only made out with two of my friends in the bathroom. He said he lived in “east Williamsburg”, but I know that meant Buschwick, so I suggested my place. He pulled my hips to his and kissed me allover my neck on the F train, and finger fucked me while we waited for the L train at 6^th avenue. I bought a 6 pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon on the way back to my place, as the commute was sobering me up and he wasn’t as cute outside of a dark club.

I took out his cock and his jet black fashion mullet wouldn’t have led me to believe he was a ginger, but his pubes proved me wrong. He nibbled on my ear and told me to check out his band’s myspace. I decided to put on my “Rap” playlist on my iPod, because it’s cool to be open to different types of music. He said something about not having a condom so I quickly dumped out my huge black purse I only spent $20 on at canal street to find one of the twenty free NYC condoms I had stolen from Union Pool the previous night. He picked up the photobooth pictures from the spilled contents of my purse, and commented on how hot the guy with me was. Bisexuals are so progressive. In our sweaty throws of passion, I completely ignored my roommates desperately trying to sleep on the other side of the wall. I knew all they could hear was the squeaking of us fucking on my ikea sofa futon.

As I took pictures on my camera phone of him passed out on my couch the next morning wearing nothing but baby blue American apparel briefs, I knew there was a revealing myspace bulletin in his future….when I came out of the bathroom and he had dressed himself in MY cheap Mondays thinking they were his, I knew he was the one. We laughed a kind of laugh that only comes from the happiness of finding that perfect sweater vest at beacon’s closet. He asked if he could use my eyeliner before he left, and as I watched him leave I knew we would have a long happy relationship for the next three months.