So I went to check out my city's roller derby team's "training" (not really training, yet, they're just starting up and don't have a real location yet) in the parking garage under my school, on the lowest level. There are never any cars there, only those of the people who come to hang out and skate (perfect floors).
So, two things making my day:
First, the training went well, still knew how to skate, didn't fall and the people in the team were really nice and welcoming.
After training for an hour or so, another car arrived. They parked on the opposite side of the parking, so they didn't belong to the team. When someone said they had longboards, a bell in my head started ringing, so I skated over and saw my crush standing there with his longboard. At first I thought "shit, I probably look horrible", but I didn't for a change (usually when I walk into him, it's on my worst days). We had a pleasant conversation and exchanged a few words in between all the skating. And when he left (before us), he drove his car over to our side of the parking to say bye (and our side was way over from the exit, that was on his side).