Right. On the train back from Leicester, we encountered delays. Anyway, a girl came over and we got talking, she was lovely, started hinting that she'd love to come to Edinburgh sometime as she liked it blah blah. Anyway, She told me where she came from and also where she worked but SUDDENLY, my train lurched into Derby and I had to jump up without exchanging names/numbers. When I walked past the train window she did an over the top sad face and pointed to her phone. As I knew someone who knew someone in the theatre she worked at, I've managed to get her name and email address (I knew her position and what Uni she went to)....is this weird/fucked up/ romantic? Am I halfway to becoming a grunge Ian Watkins?
Help me DiS