I was in a restaurant with my parents, overlooking a menu that had all these weird food and meat selections. I noticed about thirty seconds into doing this that adjacent to my mom was Eoin sitting at a table with some friends.
Shirtless, no less.
I begged my parents not to look, even though I was freely staring. He didn't notice, thank god. At some point, he decides to stand up and pace around the table, impatiently waiting for something.
He notices me, and starts glancing my way. I act nonchalant, trying to act as if I don't notice him looking my way. My parents are getting anxious, even though they're fully occupied by the menus. Internally, I'm going crazy because he's glancing at me, pacing and getting closer to my table.
And then, there he was. My parents are sitting there, mouths agape. He leans over my shoulder, pointing out various items he likes, leaning up against me without his shirt on and talking so close to my ear it sends tingles down my spine. I look over at him, and nod along, just smiling.
The waitress passes by, and Eoin goes back to his table. As I continue pouring over the menu, I realize it's a breakfast menu, and it is lunchtime. The waitress comes back to the table, and my parents tell her the menus are for breakfast. She sits down at the table, looks through them, and comes to the same conclusion. She sighs, and goes to get the lunch/dinner menus.
It's at this point I wake up, hoping that I actually was dreaming of Eoin Macken.
I would describe his look as this: nice-looking jeans (meaning no holes), shirtless, watch, his necklace, and he had a beard like the one in the photo from Twitter.
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