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Nirvana

“42.” I muttered. Felix looked at me with his deep blue eyes, and right now they looked puzzled. “The answer to life, the universe and ever- The Hitchhiker’s Guide? Douglas Adams!?” I frowned when his puzzled face only became more puzzled.

“I asked if we’re still going to ACL .” He looked a bit frizzled, “you know, in Austin, Texas. Biggest music festival ever… Alexi are you listening to me?” I quickly looked back at him.

“I always favored music, even in school..Yep, whats the time?”

“1991 hours.” I rolled my eyes at his military time.

“Which means?”

“8:31 pm.”

“Oh. What band are you most excited to see?” I adverted our attention back to the festival.

“Dexter, man! He’s a great bassist and guitarist!” I laughed at Felix’s surreal enthusiasm. He was gorgeous. And I liked him so much. I looked him deep in his eyes. I am out of your league, at a distance that I don’t want to see. He held the faux staring contest for some time before leaning in to kiss me. I leaned in but my phone rang; Becca is calling.

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