Garçon avec une mallette d’affaires

I saw you at Stalingrad Metro station and I’m pretty sure you looked at me the way I looked at you. You had a suitcase and you were dressed like you had come from work. Then you entered on the same metro I did ( Line 7) and we both left on the next stop (Riquet). When we were leaving, I holded the exit door for you and you said “Merci”. I’m pretty sure you live near me and I would love to see you again next saturday around 21h30 on the same place I saw you today. (j’avais un bonnet gris… .)