Last night, my girlfriends and I headed to the Film Festival which takes place in our city every summer. To be honest, we didn´t go there to watch Netrebko sing, but to eat fab food.
As we strolled about, drank Bowle, beer and wine, I started to catch the eye of a good-looking hunk with sensual lips and a wonderful skin tone. Sparkle sparkle, I love you.
I went to the australian food corner and decided wether I should go for a tuna steak, when suddenly Mr. Sparkle Eyes popped up right next to me. Well, we got to talk. But then - don´t ask me why - I thought that I should search my girlfriends.
Since a couple of days a guy - I guess he is a guy because I don´t expect a girl to act like that - phones me up at night and then is quiet. If you read this: please stop or start to talk!
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