He wore all black today and he was beautiful. He sat in the same spot as he did yesterday, ordered the same thing but had a different book.
I stared at his every move and each one had my insides spinning, as he flipped pages, pushed his foreign glasses up the bridge of his nose, casually shifting in his seat, it was all just mesmerising.
''Here's you burger with extra, extra ketchup." A waiter said as she laid down my plate on the table in front of me."It's funny" she added. "Only two people have ever asked for that, and that gentelman," she said pointing to the mystery guy. "Is one of them."
My cheeks started to heat up as my heart skipped beats. who is this guy?
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Ketchup -book I- knj
FanfictionShe could describe cold and silence, better than any lonely person ever could. She was like a abandoned whale swimming in the ocean, all a alone without anyone to understand her. Suddenly he appeared, like an angel caved by god himself, sent for her...
