So you just comment a couple. You can give your own ideas, or I will make them up. Whatever you want I will write. You can put a song, phrase or a word too, but just a couple is also fine. Enjoy these one shots.
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(One shot 128 is halfway done, and I started writing it before this, which is why this is 129. Happy New Years guys!)
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〖 10. 〗
RUGGERO PASQUARELLI FIRST spotted her at a New Years Eve Party two years ago, at the age of twenty three. It was like she was glowing, an aura of light surrounded her when he noticed her. He knew there must've been a practical explanation for it, but he took it as a sign.
A sign that he had found his soulmate.
She was effortlessly beautiful, the way she flipped her hair out of her face. In that exact moment she looked like her model. And then she laughed throwing her head back, he could hear the melodious sound from where he was standing, a few metres separated them. Snap. Another cover photo.
He had to forcibly close his mouth. He took a deep breath, and told himself to calm down. He wasn't even talking to the girl and his heart was racing. He took his phone out, and quickly checked his hair. When he was happy with his appearance he inhaled deeply again, before gathering all his confidence and walking towards her.
Her friends must have spotted him because they tapped her shoulder and she turned around. They giggled before walking away from their beautiful friend.
"Hi," He managed.
She blushed, and he felt a wave of relief rush through him. Maybe he wasn't the only I'm-going-to-pee-my-pants nervous person here. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and turned back to him.
"H-hi," She stuttered, and he noticed that she stamped her foot slightly. "I-I'm sorry, I'm just n-nervous," She breathes.
He leans in and whispers into her ear, "Me too,"
"The guys usually speak to my friends, th-they're the pretty ones," the girl explains, glancing at the group of giggling girls.
"Hm, didn't even notice them," he said, and she blushed again.
He decided then and there that that was his second favourite thing. The way her cheeks and ears turned red, and that she would immediately fiddle with her hair. His favourite thing was when he saw her laugh. He had never seen anything so. . .pleasing.
"My name is Candelaria," She tells him.
He says it softly under his breath, liking the way it rolled off his tongue so easily. It was a beautiful name and it perfectly matched the goddess in front of him.
