"Yes? Is there anything you need?" I successfully said while staring at his masterpiece like face. Damn, his jaw line is life. "Shush Dite! You're turning into a maniac!" I reminded myself. "Umm, nothing really. Can I sit here?" He asked. "Um.. I think you need to ask assistance from the reservation area." Of course, I mean you can't just let a stranger sit on your reserved seat. "What the fu- wait, what? You don't know me?" He asked. "Nope." I honestly said. "How come?" Then that hit my big damn shitty bitch mode: on button. I mean, I'm not a prototype slut who knows every good looking guy! "Because, you are not so important." I said with full confidence. But before I could add up another insult, His lips crashed into mine. ◻️▫️◼️▪️◻️ So, my first ever story! I hope this turns out successful.