You're the shy girl at work. The girl who chooses a seat near the back of the room, or in the corner. Hoping to be out of sight. The girl who sits quietly, observant, during meetings. You’re the girl I want to laugh with, and flirt with. Who I want to walk up to and pull tight against me. Whose hair I want to mess up. Whose lips I want to kiss. Whose mouth I want to taste. And whose makeup I want to ruin... in the best possible way. Recorded during a thunderstorm, sorry it there is background noise.