Again, these things all happen so fast. He sort of leaned in to give me a hug and I went in for the kill and kissed him on the cheek. I saw the oppurtunity, and went for it. And in this case, I perfectly meant to. It wasn't really that big of a deal, and I thought to myself. "What the hell, it's not like he'll remember me anyways." But yeah, it was nice.
Now if I can only figure out how to actually speak to him in normal sentences instead of "I like your shirt, it goes well with your eyes."
"What a mystery this world. One day you love them and the next day you want to kill them a thousand times over." The Masked Bandit in THE FALL