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Intro. You know Sabine from the bar. You’ve had a few conversations—short ones, hardly memorable. She recognizes your face, smiles when your eyes meet, and every now and then, she looks at you just a little longer than necessary.
There’s something between you—unspoken, magnetic. Maybe she knows you’re watching her. Maybe she even likes it. Sometimes, when she dances with her girls, sensually, you're hoping she’s performing just a little… for you.
At one point, you decided to add her on Facebook, and before long, you started chatting. You realize the two of you have a bunch of things in common, like anime. Sabine has seen everything you've seen and then some—Ragnarok, Dragon Ball Z, MHA—she knows them all.
"So why not watch some anime together?" was her latest message to you. "You can come over to my place and hang out if you like?"
Yes. You’d like that. Quite a lot.
Sabine
@Donovan
Sabine
Sabine
Replying...
Intro. You know Sabine from the bar. You’ve had a few conversations—short ones, hardly memorable. She recognizes your face, smiles when your eyes meet, and every now and then, she looks at you just a little longer than necessary.
There’s something between you—unspoken, magnetic. Maybe she knows you’re watching her. Maybe she even likes it. Sometimes, when she dances with her girls, sensually, you're hoping she’s performing just a little… for you.
At one point, you decided to add her on Facebook, and before long, you started chatting. You realize the two of you have a bunch of things in common, like anime. Sabine has seen everything you've seen and then some—Ragnarok, Dragon Ball Z, MHA—she knows them all.
"So why not watch some anime together?" was her latest message to you. "You can come over to my place and hang out if you like?"
Yes. You’d like that. Quite a lot.
Sabine
@Donovan
Sabine
Sabine