Kevin and I were riding the Boris bikes home from another beautiful day in Hyde Park debating Lebron v Jordan in Speaker's Corner and reading when I decided to teach him the game Odds Are. The game goes like this: I say "I bet you won't _____" then you say any number (ie: 50) and count to 3, then we both say a number from 0-50 at the same time. If we say the same number, I have to do the "I bet you won't." So, the first round we play, Kevin says "I bet you won't get a girls number in Trafalgar Square." I say 8 to make the game interesting, Kevin counts 1, 2, 3 and we both say "7." Of course, I have to uphold the integrity of the game, so we rode over to Trafalgar Square and I began looking for the girl. I saw a couple very cure girls taking selfies, so I went over and asked if I could take their picture and then just let my charm take over. Julia and Caroline were from Munich, visiting their friends on holiday and we (well actually just Julia and me because Caroline had lost her voice at a festival) hit it off and talked for a while, and I got her number! I bet I will.
Small problem... I don't know how to text a German number from a US phone in London (help?)
We played a few more rounds of Odds Are that night, with no results until Kevin said "I bet you won't go down to the lobby in your Captain America uni" and we both said "1." Again, I knew I had to comply so I suited up, rode the elevate down, and walked into the lobby. Just a little embaressing. Revenge is coming Kevin (especially if you put up those pics).
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