the mystery that is still at hand. how i first met you, where this all began. It was a cold winter night, with christmas lights . the streets were so bright. and there you were. as the bells of the cafe jingled, there was something about your eyes that twinkled. you came up to me and ordered a hot chocolate. everything about you, that was all i wanted. You smiled at me, as you told me your name . Odette . how unique. as you come by the counter to pick up the drink. i smile and say " goodbye odette . " but i knew. this wasn't goodbye... just yet . after that day, i kept thinking about you. kept wondering what you do. i tried searching you up, but without a last name, it was almost impossible. but one day, you came in, yet again. i asked for your order, but somehow i already knew . " hot chocolate " you say, as i had anticipated. and when you pass me your card. i made sure to look . Odette Barlowe . How interesting. and once again, as you picked up your drink, i was just starting to think. and as i got home, i lay on my bed and started the search, of your past, your present and how your life works.
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Romancealex finds himself writing in his basement, as usual. but this time, he's writing about a girl he met at the cafe. what happens next ? what does he do next ? read to find out !
