-I DO NOT OWN IMAGES-I wore a pastel orange crop-top, with a green long skirt. Vans were hovering over my small feet, and i headed out the door. It was pretty warm in the town of Rome, Italy. I walked into a small bakery, to grab some loaf. An Italian man walked past me and headed out the door. He seemed like a surprise. For some reason, I want to follow him, and that's what i did. He went to the park and sat on the bench. i stood a few feet away from him, trying to looking as normal as possible. I glanced over at him, when he caught me. I briefly turned away. Then i felt a finger poke my arm. "What-a are you doing at such a late time? Delicate-a flowers shouldn't be up this late" the Italian man said. I blushed a bright pink. Did he just say i was beautiful? i looked at my phone to find it was 9:00 PM. It was kind of passed my bedtime. "I-Uhm just.. Ah-hanging" I said nervously. The man smiled cutely.