I was at a warehouse party and, since I have a thing for punks, was very excited when I spotted a completely punk style guy carrying a dog. So cute! I went up to him and we started chatting. I asked him why he was bringing his dog to a warehouse party at 2am and he said, “Niko has separation anxiety”. Okay. We chatted for like ten mins at which point it was clear he wasn’t interested.
He walked away from me and throughout the rest of the night I noticed him going up to strangers and asking for things. It took a bit longer for me to fully assess the situation. He was carrying all his possessions: a large backpack, his dog. I should also note that, after having chatted with him, I had determined he had horrible body odor. Oh yes, the young punk i was hitting on was a party-attending bum.