So i met this guy named Tom on a dating site called P.O.F and was driving out to meet him. It was the most beautiful day imaginable. The weather was perfect: not blazing hot, and yet not ice cold... Which I have to admit was quite strange for Canada, there was enough of a breeze to make your hair look as if it were dancing, and not a freezing breeze, but a warm, calming breeze that made you feel cozy. The clouds, oh the clouds, just perfect setting, fluffy cotton candy-like clouds, just, stunningly beautiful.
When I met up with him for coffee at Tim's (Tim Hortons), he was gorgeous. His perfect blonde hair, the least bit of gel, perfectly bounced toward the right side of his luscious face, his eyes, the colour of Lake Louise (misty light blue-green, but not quite turquoise), just the perfect amount of freckles, and a voice as sweet as honey.
I wanted a medium iced coffee (NOT iced cappuccino), and he payed. What a gentleman, I thought to myself. "Shall we sit???" he asked quite silently, but so cute. "Yes please... How about there???" I asked wonderingly.
A quiet seat for two at a window, with nobody else near us... He agreed, and we walked over without a word...
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Trapped
Mystery / ThrillerThis is a story about an 18 year old girl named Alice who hopes to find a perfect man, but can't seem to find one... She tries everything, and one day a man in a dark 4x4 asked her if she needed a ride...
