We talked and walked for a long time, stopping to see the performers perform something interesting. We took in the view of every stall, buying what we felt like, (mainly because he was paying), eating only little at every food stall. We talk about each other, sharing information about our lives "How old are you. Jane?"
"Did you know that it is very impolite to ask a woman her age?"
"Really? So no one other than your parents knows how old you are?"
"No, people who I love and trust know how old I am"
"So you don't tell your age to even the customs officers at the airport if they ask you?" he jokingly asked,
"I'd ask them to look at my passport" I replied with a casual shrug
About two hours passed by, before we realized how long it had been, another hour passed before we decided to head home, and one and a half hour passed by before we actually went home
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One Date
RomanceA girl and a guy who have never met before go on a date. BTW, this is actually based on a dream I had, minus all the crazy things that only occur in dreams ;)
