As you may or may not know I’m a waitress in a small cafe here and I’ve been doing this alongside Uni for the past year. And I swear to God, Thursday was the day when I saw the first normal guy that actually looked rather cute in that cafe. I served him, we had a bit of a giggly moment and a couple of glances here and there but then he left.
And guess what; I ran into him at a club last night. We talked, we flirted. He’s fucking British.
WHAT A COINCIDENCE. THIS MUST BE FATE.
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