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Missed Connections: Saw you on 17th St, then the Diner

A: Unreported
S: w4w
L: Dupont, Adams Morgan

First Impression: Group effort. ” You: Short dark hair, black hoodie. Walking down the street with some guy. Us: Three brunettes. ”

Fantasy Fulfillment: Better smoker than straight. ” One stopped mid-sentence to stare out the window as she realized you were the same person we stared at earlier, now outside smoking with that guy. Then we thought we saw you make out a little bit. Or maybe you were just lighting your cigarette. Either way, we were bummed you were still with that guy. Awkward.”

Heart to Heart: We have ways of making you bi. “But then, he put you in a cab and sent you on your way. And we vowed to write a missed connection, since if you didn’t go home with him, there’s a chance maybe you’d want to hang out some time. With any of us. Or all of us.”

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