LOGINAlexOnce I arrive at the parking lot, I texted her that I will be at the restaurant in a minute.I walked straight into the restaurant, once I open the door my eyes roam around and was able to recognize the person I was looking for, she wears a dress in a shade of yellow, her hair was black and straight, she hasasmall face, her
AlexI'm driving on my way to Sottocasa in Harlem. I tried to think of the things we can talk about during dinner, she might feel uncomfortable or shy and I don't want to have a ruined dinner today. But I can't make up any scenario. Why is it so hard when I am supposed to be the master of any conversation? I tried to focus on the road and after a few minutes I am already near the location.Here we g
HannaWe ended the call after a few more conversations that are a bit awkward on my part, as I really don’t know what to say to him. But he was nice, a very smooth talker, I guess that is why he is a lawyer.Then here I am we outside my small balcony drinking my favorite hot Choco with marshmallow, looking at the bright lights of Harlem. Why did I agreeto meethim tomorrow? However,it'srude to decline.It'sbeen a long time since the lasttimeI had met a guy for a coffee or lunch or dinner. Maybe I need this to be able to continue writing this freaking romance book that has beenonmy computer, collecting all the cobwebs an
AlexI was exhausted the whole day. Going home and taking a rest will be the best way to end the day. While driving I remember the conversation that I had with Hanna. Should I continue talking to her or just ignore our conversation.If she will contact me again maybe I will continue talking to her. Let see where it will take us. She seems to be not the type of nerd I am thinking about.---------------HannaI can't believe Claire gave my number to his boss. Maybe this guy is thinking I am so desperate. But there is no harm in/ trying to be friendly besides he seems to be a nice guy,I hope so
A buzz from my phone makes me realize I was standing in the corner of my office staring at the window not really watching anything, but just being eaten by the fact that the city of New York is overly crowded by stones and glass.Reaching for my phone in my desk I was slightly annoyed by the sudden interruption from my escape from these never ending cases I have been reading for the past 5 hours.Asian chick:Who is this?Upon checking the sender of the message I was blankly responding to the message.Alex:Hi, I'm Alexander, if you know Claire Sanderson, we have a com
While driving going home, my phone buzzes with a message from Mattie.Mattie: "Hey man here is the number xxxxxx687. Just don't tell Claire and be nice". Wtf is being nice!As I enter my apartment I remember I haven't change the bed cover and pillow case. I went straight to my room and remove my suite jacket, shirt and trouser and was only wearing my boxers. Placing my phone in the night stand and pulling the gray bed cover in my bed. I can still smell the blonde chick's perfume in it. I've change them to a new one this time navy blue covers. I should hire a maid I can't do this chores by myself.Going down for the kitchen to get a bottle of water, while checking my phone I was thinking w