He'll Never Let Me Go

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Trotseer

She's hot...

Incredibly hot.

Karoline's really hot!

I am Trotseer, my name is the Dutch translation for the word "brave" but I am not Dutch and I don't live in Netherlands, I am a pure Greek-blood guy and I am modest when it comes to business and today is just my lucky day.

As from what you can see, Hailey, my brother's crush, well- not literally but I think it's his ex-girlfriend? But anyways, took me to this extravagant Greece- cuisine- restaurant and this British chef, I think her bestfriend, is just hot a a Habanero.

She is 5'7 in height, in my point of view, and she has dirty- blonde hair. Her eyes are has a shade of blue green and her red as an apple lips were just irresistible!

Cold shivers were sent down my spine and I just want to talk to her right now and my crazy mind just want to set a fine-dining-dinner with her in an expensive restaurant a girl could ever imagine and know more about her.

Her body was fit, her skin was milky-white. Her eyes show strong emotions and from her facial expression, you could say that she was focused on her business. She was also determined.

"Hi, I am Karoline, Hailey's bestfriend and a master of Greek- cuisine, nice meet you." She greeted. Her voice was priceless. It wasn't high like any other girl have-especially those annoying ones and it wasn't low like those goths have. It was just perfect and feminine.

God, why am I like this?

"Oh, how great, I am Greek, I am Trotseer by the way. Nice to meet you." I said modestly. I have to admit I was a little too distracted with all her features. is this love in first sight?

Yes! Definitely yes! - my sub-conciousness said.

"Oh well then, I would be serving you the best Greek food you can ever have then and by the way, Trotseer means brave, am I not mistaken?" She added.

How does she know? Trostseer is a Dutch word.

"Oh, you are correct, well, how did you know? Well, I am not trying to offend, but you have mastered Greece so basically speaking, you might know only Greek words, if I am not mistaken?."I told her. Still unsure of words to say.

"Well, I mastered international cuisine in a local state university. So, I have been somewhat familliar with different European and Asian words like...salamat..." her cheeks slowly warmed up and she lightly blushed.

Wait, what does that even mean?

I was confused. Though I know many language due to my relations with international company but I never heard something like this...

Is it German?

Is it Spanish?

Or is it Swedish?

I just can't relate it!

Out of my confusion I finally opened my mouth to speak. "What language did you just use?" I asked her and chuckled afterwards. She just smiled at me and took a step close to the table.

She settled her right palm and gave me another smile. "It's Tagalog. That language is influenced by Spain and it's the main dialog of the Philippines." She said.

"Anyways, I'll just grab today's special and serve it to you." She added as she slowly turned her back and started walking away, towards the kitchen.