Blackeye w4m
It's me again, continuing the vagueness that is napkin notes.
I noticed your hair change first - looks nice. Then you turned around. Despite the injury, I still find you very attractive. We joked about picking on a certain host and gave each other a look when my friend was complaining about "the pico de gallo shit".
You asked me how my salad was, which turned into Me: "Uh....words...forming sentences." You: "Yeah, that can get a bit difficult sometimes." When most of my friends left, I gave you a "Psst!" so I could tell you how I felt, but you must not have heard me.
Do you even know my name? Not sure if you are even a "missed connections" kind of guy, but if you are reading this, give a sign.