“I was at a friend’s birthday party, I was happy to be there celebrating with my friend, I was not having a great time. Everyone at the party was dancing to Olamide music. I hate dancing. While outside trying to avoid the dance floor, I struck up conversation with a very handsome guy and we immediately hit it off. He laughed when I told him about my disdain for dancing and swore he get me to dance eventually. Later when the party died down, he walked me home. We stopped at a park near my apartment and he pulled out his phone. I thought he was going to take a photo, but nope, he ask me to give him my number, “wow” am happy because he show me more fun at the party.