December 7th, It was summer in Brisbane, Australia and the weekend before Sammy’s 22 birthday. A few of Sammy’s close friends took her out into town for some drinks and dancing. They decided on a good backpackers bar that was known for its lively atmosphere and cheap as they come drinks. The bars name is Down Under Bar & grill, it is located in the heart of Brisbane. Small, and charmingly covered in an assortment of flags, signatures and bras of past backpackers. Alas it is a perfect spot to dance the night away.
Upon ordering drinks Sammy’s best friend decides that she shall play the “22 birthday kisses” game. A game where the objective is to receive as many kisses as years old you are. The game started off with a bang as Chelsea introduced Sammy to a random dude at the bar.
“Hi this is my friend and it is her birthday so you should kiss her.”
The stranger was on that offer like a hobo on a ham sandwich.
One slobbery wet kiss down, 21 more to go.
As the night continued on and Sammy had a few more drinks the game became increasingly more fun. Chelsea did a great job of introducing Sammy to prospective Kissers. Most of the kisses were sweet little pecks on the cheek, as would seem appropriate for a young lady. BUT this is a backpacker bar so of course some dudes took the chance of a tongue slip. Not preferable but it was a special occasion. No complaints from Sammy. Somewhere around 19 the girls met Falk.
Get a load of this sexy tall devil, Sammy was thinking. Ever so politely Falk inquired about Sammy’s relationship status (Er..In a relationship technically at that point, with plans for a break up). Chelsea answered honestly and Sammy got away with a peck on the cheek from the Mysterious man with the accent.
Fast Forward to the next weekend.
The second encounter. Sammy and Chelsea headed out on the next saturday night to the same bar, after the official birthday party (luau themed because I never had a summer birthday before) hosted by her friends. With luau outfits and the birthday sash on again in hopes of more free drinks the girls set out to Down Under.
That night was as typical night out in Brissy. It was around 4am when a really tall guy leaned over and said to Sammy “Oh, is it your birthday again?”
“You were here last weekend with a birthday badge, is it a trick for free drinks?” Said the tall man with a smirk and a wink.
Hmm. Sammy had been figured out.
“Why yes actually it is much closer to my true birthday today. Who says you can’t celebrate two weeks in a row.” Replied Sammy.
“Well then let me buy you a drink.”
So for the rest of the evening Sammy and Falk flirted and chated. About guns mostly. When it was closing time for the bar, Sammy and Chelsea were preparing to leave. Falk didn’t offer a number but said he would see the girls around since he often went to that bar.Sammy boldly gave over her number. The three set out across town to the night bus station.
Later that morning Sammy sent the eager first text. 😉
And so that was how Falk and Sammy met in the land down under, so hot the sun turns you to leather.