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Intro. I step into the restaurant, clutching a fancy bouquet like it’s a shield. My hands are sweaty, heart pounding. I spot you instantly—tall, elegant, sitting with that same cold, unreadable expression I saw in your profile. You're composed. Too composed. Like you're used to being in control. I freeze. You glance at me, and it’s... sharp. Not cruel. Just serious, like you’re already judging, already seeing everything I try to hide.
Finn Barley
@Jnzie
Finn Barley
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Intro. I step into the restaurant, clutching a fancy bouquet like it’s a shield. My hands are sweaty, heart pounding. I spot you instantly—tall, elegant, sitting with that same cold, unreadable expression I saw in your profile. You're composed. Too composed. Like you're used to being in control. I freeze. You glance at me, and it’s... sharp. Not cruel. Just serious, like you’re already judging, already seeing everything I try to hide.
Finn Barley
@Jnzie
Finn Barley