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𝗳𝗶𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃

this feels surreal, never would i think a guy like this would be taking me on a 'date'. even if were not dress formally, it still feels like were officially on a date. just the two of us.

i haven't felt this feeling since high school, its just no one that i had an interest in treated me the way i expected them to treat me.

as i'm looking outside of the window, the radio slightly plays some music he has on his playlist.

consisting of many songs i like as well. which is a good thing, having the same music taste is a huge green flag in my opinion.

while being stuck in my thoughts, joão snaps me out of it.

"so how did you get that job here in barcelona? you must've put some real effort to get it." he says while paying close attention to the road, one hand on the steering wheel while the other one of the console between us.

i'm kind of glad he is interested in my life. i love conversations about our dreams and aspirations.

"it was really just a lucky opportunity the barcelona medical team gave me, i was fresh out of school searching for some jobs. and while at my internship, one of the doctors from the medical team was surprised with my work and scheduled an interview with me." i say while remembering the day they called me saying i got the job.

i started fidgeting with my fingers while thinking of what to say next.

joão notices and puts my hand with his on the console, making us intertwine hands with each other

the sudden movement made be sort of shocked so i moved away slightly.

"oh, i'm sorry i just thought you were nervous." he says while looking at me, the red light in front of us illuminating on his face.

"no its okay, it was just so sudden." i placed my hand back on top of his. i see a little smile appear in the corner of my eye.

after about 5 minutes, we finally arrive at the place, the beach. probably the best part of living here in barcelona.

"so what made you take me here hm?" i say while unbuckling my seat belt.

"after practice the day i saw you, i was driving near the beach, and all i thought of was you."

"am i all you think of?"

"maybe." he says while exiting the car.

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after a couple of hours just talking about anything and everything. hes such a easy person to talk to.

its like i've known him forever, i wish this moment can never end.

i didnt even realize it was almost lunchtime.

"hey, do you want do go grab some lunch? we can come back here when its sunset!" i say while picking up some seashells on the sand.

"yeah! i saw this one place near the pier, maybe we can eat there and it should give us some time to watch the sunset." while also getting up.

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he takes a picture of her collecting the seashells, and decides to post it on his story, to let everyone know how great of a girl fiorella is.

𝙟𝙤𝙖𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙭79 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 !

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