The Date, part 1

Never had she fallen so quickly and completely in love. His eyes pierced through the dark and quickened her heart like a frenzied jungle drum. His scent was one of bergamot and guaiac with just a hint of tonka bean. His clothes were crisp and impeccably tailored.

And then she noticed the toilet paper stuck to his Salvatore Ferragamos.

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