#77, Brian from H's.

An adorable young chappie who used to work at the market where my flower shop is located. With a mop of curly hair, skin-tight jeans, and pea coats on colder days, Brian was amazed that i had Muslim Gauze on my iPod, and got me hooked on the song "Blind" by Hercules and Love Affair. We were constantly talking about music; old and new, live and recorded. B was still figuring out his sexual identity and was almost always hung over when i would see him walking to work in the early afternoons. He finally moved to a cooler area of the city, and i never realized how much i would miss him spending his break at the flower shop: changing the music we were listening to without asking and using our microwave to heat up his food, always bitching about his managers and sitting on our (only) stool. Brian! You cad. Where are you these days? It's lonely here without you.