A night to remember - Vol. 2

Patricia and I went to Kitsch. Junior decided to stay at Coccoon. We went to the bar, she ordered Coke and I ordered a beer (by this time I was already feeling good. God bless those waters I'd had!)
She sat down and I danced. Shortly after I needed to go to the loo and she stayed there. To my surprise, when I was waiting for one of the stalls to be free - bathrooms aren't separated, men and women altogether -, who came and stood next to me??? THE GUY THAT WOULDN'T MOVE THE OTHER DAY! When I saw him I asked: 'hey! aren't you the guy that was here a couple of days ago and stood by the door all night long and didn't do anything??????' He was all: 'yes'. I was all: 'MAN! we were talking about you!!! why didn't you move the whole night???' He started smiling and one person left the stall. I said: 'hey! to be continued!'
I went back to the bar and he went to the bar as well to buy beer and then came towards us. I said: 'I thought you were gonna come back to your spot!' He laughed.
His name is Rafal (!), he's 27 and is finishing his Masters in Pharmacology. We started talking, with me in English and with Patricia in Polish. She'd met some people when I was in the loo and we all started talking. Those people are crazy. Every time I wasn't looking one of the the lesbian girls would say: 'Fernanda!!!' and waved at me. There was a bald guy with them and we danced all night. I was already talking to the bartender and there was a gay guy that every time he passed by he stopped to talk to me. I think everybody knew who I was that night. I was talking to everybody and danced and did everything that in one year and a half living in London I wouldn't do. It was great.
There's one little catch, though.
This Rafal guy, there's something going on. There's a problem which he told me but I don't remember for sure. If I'm not mistaken, he said the he got dumped by his girlfriend but there was a GUY in the middle of the story... So I don't know if he's bi or if wants to get out of the closet but is afraid of doing so or if it was an excuse not to stay with me... I don't know because I was hammered and Patricia came back from the loo and we stopped talking about this.
At 4am I saw that Damien had sent me a message. I wrote one hour later telling him to come to Kitsch. No response, of course. Then at 6am I wrote another message. Big mistake. Big, big mistake... Junior said we can never show we want them otherwise they won't want US! Now I have to wait if he's writing back or not.

Speaking of writing text messages... On Saturday I'd written to Justyna sending my Polish number and asking for Grzegorz's number. She wrote back with the number and as I was writing I got a phone call. It was Seweryn just checking out how I was. I don't remember what I talked to him, but I do remember that I mentioned Grzegorz's number and that I wanted to go to Warszawa the following weekend. He said he would try to arrange for me to stay at some place and that he would get back to me.
Back to Grzegorz's message. I wrote saying that I was in Krakow and that we should meet. Ten minutes later he calls from his wife's (arrgs) cell phone. I don't remember what we talked about either, I just remember saying: 'It's sooo good to hear your voice! I MISS YOU SOO MUCH!!!' and he would say: 'Miss you sooo much as well! Soo good to talk to you!!!' OH MY GOD... I just hope I didn't say anything more compromising than that... well, is it possible???
He said that when Justy comes on 19th they would come to Krakow to visit me. I can barely wait...

It's been fun so far. I just hope to have kept some reputation after Saturday...