We sat next to each other on the stage floor at the 5/2 Live Show taping of Saturday Night Live hosted by Olivia Rodrigo. You were the funny and interesting blond from Florida with the black top and jeans (you called it the Boston look for women, ha). I was the tall, not so dark, kind of handsome (source: my mom) Colombian with glasses and swooshy/wavy hair (Sponsored by Aqua Net).

We spent most of the pre-show and commercial breaks teasing each other, laughing, shimmying with excitement about being at the show, talking about our parents (and their lack of interest in traveling), and just having a really fun time. You said I should come visit you in Florida and I asked "When?" Unfortunately, we couldn't exchange contact info during the show because phone use is prohibited, and I lost sight of you as they quickly ushered us out of the studio after the show. Epic fail on my part, but maybe you'll see this post?

Regardless, thank you for those lovely moments of laughter, and I hope you had a safe and smooth return trip home to Florida.