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I watched her every day go to the same park bench and sit in the same spot every day. Sometimes she would have a book she would be reading, other times writing sometimes just doing the same thing I was doing listening to music and people watching. Once the weather was nice enough she would come out and sit in that same spot. She was the reason why I hated winter although I had never hated it as a child. Winter meant she would be inside. Now I know you are thinking I'm some like creeper stalker. But I'm not. Everyone people watches especially when you find someone as attractive as she was.

She was the perfect height he guessed around 5' 5". Nice curvy build, a gorgeous complexion that just reminded you of that magnum commercial with the melted chocolate and caramel. Big beautiful eyes with full luscious lashes and her lips nice and pouty. Any time she put on lip gloss she would pucker her lips when she was done. Damn I wanted to be on the receiving end of that. Most of the time by the time I get out of the office she is already
gone. But I'm going to talk to her soon.

Guess now that I've talked about my dream girl now is a good as time as any to tell you about myself. I am the Adonis known as Joseph James Young. Five foot ten, single man trying to make it in corporate America. I do alright for myself. I'm not super buff but I keep my body looking nice. I haven't heard any complaints. If I had to pick my features the ladies love is my killer 100 watt smile and my locs. I have shoulder length locs most of the time I keep them tied up and pulled back for work but ever so often I would let them loose and that's when the when the ladies go crazy. Okay I'm exaggerating but I do notice the women lingering longer in my presence than normal.

The day I met her, I feel like my locs is what drew her to me. It was Friday, Memorial Day weekend typically we get off early but I had a couple more things to do because I was taking off two extra days and didn't want my deadlines to go unmet. I was alone in the office so I unbraided my hair. It felt good to let my hair free. I changed out of my slacks into some jeans. I figured it was a nice day I could take a short walk through the park and then hit up a bar for happy hour.

Brooklyn is a great place to be. So much to see and do. Never a dull moment. I walked down Vanderbilt Ave and ended up at Second Choice bar. I had heard they had a decent happy hour figured what the hell I don't have anything to do til later on when I met up with my cousin TJ. As he entered the bar he was welcomed by the scents of bourbon and wings and the sounds of Chris Brown crooning about these hoes not being loyal. It was a gorgeous day. The sun was out but it wasn't too hot a nice breeze stopped that and people in the room genuinely had a good feel about them. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood.

Although it is typically a sports bar the music seemed to be he defining interest. No one paid attention to the flat screen that played sport center in the background the speakers seemed to fuse with everyone that has entered the bar and everyone had a slight bop of sway to the music. The bar had more people than he expected for it being 3:30 on a Friday afternoon. After some maneuvering he finally made it to the bar.

" Pretty busy in here, aren't you Matt?"
" Yeah a little the teachers like to hang out here because we start happy hour earlier than most places."
"Teachers?"
" Yeah you would need a drink too after dealing with other people's children all day. "
" Ha. You're right. With that said let me get a drink myself. Uhhh let me get...."
" Look you take forever and always get the same thing so how about you just let me get you that Ciroc and pineapple juice. Splash of cranberry or not?"
" Aight Matt. Surprise me."

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