HER SCENT - AMBW (Currently Being Edited)
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Her Scent . noun
1. a distinctive smell, especially one that is pleasant. "the scent of freshly cut hay"
synonyms: smell, fragrance, aroma, perfume, redolence, savor, odor, whiff
" I was thinking if you wanted to go out for a coffee or something nothing major just like a thank you coffee. You can totally say no I get it." Was she tying to hit on me is this a western thing I've ever been "hit on before" I might be just overthinking this is just a friendly gesture.
"That sounds wonderful to me. I do not know many places around here so you have to pick the place" I said with a smile " Sounds good to me, Thanks again" she walked away towards her condo just as I was going to shut my door she yelled out " Oh wait how rude of me I didn't catch your name" she asked I yelled back from my door " Hiroshi... Ren Hiroshi" I smiled she waved at me " I'm Athena Bryan."
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