i chuckled giddily as i uploaded my photo. "there." i poked at my screen. "now, let's browse!!"
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irene. 23. adores animals and loves the color pink!!
i spent what felt like hours swiping right to all kinds of men, but the feelings must not be mutual. i let out a deep sigh. "well." shutting of my phone, i got up to get ready for bed— when suddenly my phone vibrated. "probably mom telling me dinner is ready." i huffed, walking back towards my bed, i lifted my phone up and saw the notification. someone swiped back. i panicked. i didn't think anyone would be interested— especially of my quick description of myself. i quickly unlocked my phone as my eyes widened.
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v.
i gasped. i was intrigued by his stare and looks! it probably wasn't a good thing that my first impression of him was somewhat... scared.
v: hello. i was taken back even more. he took the initiative to message me!! i panicked for a bit, palms felt sweaty. i replied. act calm. irene: h-hi!!!! so much for being calm. v: you're energetic. tell me about yourself. we practically spent the whole night messaging each other. although i enjoyed it, i felt like we were only talking about me. i wanted to know him more. irene: so.. how about you tell me more about you! v: let's meet up. you'll find out more that way. i put my phone down briefly. mom and my good friend wendy always told me not to trust men on the internet. but why do i already trust him? i mean.. i feel a sense of security by messaging him. without thinking, i hurriedly agreed, eager to know more about him. irene: yes, of course~! where shall we meet up at? i felt a splurge of energy rush up my body. adrenaline? either way, i felt confident that someone shows some type of interest in me.
after getting all the details, i put my phone down and laid back, looking up at the ceiling. AN OUTFIT. i ran to my closet and scavenged for something to wear.
