We will call him The Dane. He isn't from Denmark but spent much of the last decade there, and just returned to Smalltown, where he coincidentally went to the same highschool as me, him a senior when I was a freshman.
Last night I went with my best friend to meet someone whom she met over Craigslist to sell her computer. We met at a public place on a Friday night and it turns out, she sold her computer to a man I found very attractive. So attractive that she sent him a message shortly thereafter telling him I wanted his number.
And then we got to talking.
And now, tomorrow, The Dane asked me to go for doughnuts and a walk, which makes me want to fall in love with him. Doughnuts? Yes, of course.
This is probably nothing. But it's nothing that makes me maybe feel hopeful, just a little. It's something, even if it's nothing.
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