You were walking down the street humming softly your favorite song. You turned the corner, walking by several coffee shops. Suddenly you heard a guitar strumming the instrumental part if your song. A voice with a Spanish accent sang the chorus with you. A green eyed man with chocolate brown curly hair walked in step next to you. You smiled and walked together for a little while then you turned different ways. When you got back to your hotel you noticed a slip of paper in your jacket pocket. On the slip of paper held a phone number and you can only guess whose it was.
You decided to call the man you meet earlier to see if you could meet up again.
"Hola?"
"Uh hi"
"Is this the Chica from before, humming _?"
"Yeah!, do you like that song?"
"Love it, hey you wanna get together maybe for lunch or something?"
"Sure that would be great!"
"How about we meet on the street we met earlier we can go for lunch at hmmmmm 12:30?"
"Love to!"
"See ya then" he hung up.
The phone slowly slipped from your fingers as you stood paralyzed and blushing like a sunburn. You slowly processed what just happened and started smiling, but at the same time you had to be careful you barely knew this guy he could be someone dangerous. You rushed to your suitcase and picked out a casual yet appealing outfit and made sure there was pepper spray in your purse. All was set and ready to go. You went down stairs to the hotel dining room to eat with your family, all the while thanking you good luck.
You trotted down the street merrily, you were right on time. You looked around to find the green eyed man. You felt a light tap on your shoulder, and you whirled around to find the man you met earlier right behind you.
"Hola!"
"Hey"
"Before we go to lunch may I catch your name?"
"(-), yours!"
"Antonio, but my friends call me spain"
"Interesting nickname, where did it start?"
"I don't know they just started it somewhere along the way"
"Nice, I'm just (_)" you smiled
"Pretty name, well then (_) shall we go to lunch?"
"Right behind you"
Antonio brought to a Spanish cuisine buffet, he payed for two people before you sat down the lunch was wonderful and delicious. And the conversation was pleasing. After you were done you walked outside and toured the shops for a little while when you finally had to part. He kissed you on the cheek, "thank you for the wonderful afternoon, see ya later Chica adios!" He said as he walked away.
"Bye" you said quietly, blushing furiously. You walked home and smiled as large as possible today was amazing you had to see him again.
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