Scene: outside a loft building in Gallery Row, downtown Los Angeles
It was a rushed turn of events. My friend that I had been staying with previously at the Brewery informed me that the management was on his case about more than just the leaseholders being there. I had to find another spot temporarily and it was to be immediate.
I’d talked to this woman on the phone the night prior and a bit that morning. A friend of a friend was extending the favor. One month to find that new spot.
I can do this, I know I can.
She couldn’t get there to meet me before the game.
“My friend will be there. He’s staying with me too. He just graduated. He’s also staying there temporarily. But don’t worry, you will like him I’m sure. Here’s his number. Call him and he will show you the space.”
The first thought in my head was “Oh great. He’s going to be an irresponsible kid.”
I shrugged it off. My friend Steven and I got in the car and headed over.
Admittedly, I had also thought in the back of my head “I hope that he’s cute.” But the logical me told myself “I really hope that he’s not cute.”
The lofts were nestled next to one of my favorite galleries downtown- The Hive. It was walking distance from work.
I dialed this boy.
“Be right down.”
Steven and I stood outside the checkered hallway waiting for the elevator to open. I held my breath as the old black door opened. Out walked the most adorable man I had ever seen dressed in a black tie, black slacks, white dress shirt and dark shoes.
“Hi, I’m Dan.” he said and shook my hand.
As he turned to unlock the elevator, I looked over at Steven. I didn’t have to say anything. He and I both knew.
I took another breath before he turned back around.
“Hi. I’m Jen. Nice to meet to you.”