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It was a Sunday afternoon, I went to meet him on a college bar on second avenue, it was a windy cold spring day in the city. I was nervous for seeing him for the first time, we set up a time, 3pm, I arrived 5 minutes late, he was already there, beautiful, with a beer on his hands. I saw him, he saw me, before taking my big coat, we hug each other hard, it was new but it felt like an old habbit.

We talked the entire afternoon, between drinks and laughs, we started flirting in a very smooth way, he told me I was beautiful while looking close into my eyes and holding my hands.

I was in a mix of feeling, I wanted to kiss him but at the same time, not feeling sure, the flirting was so good that I kinda didn’t want to end for a kiss, the expectation was fulfilling me.

We left the bar almost midnight, we spend an entire afternoon comfortable with each other, we grab a slice of pizza at rays pizza and we walk to Washington Square Park, it was cold, the feeling was so warm, we seat on the benches, I open my spotify playlist and put jamiroquai to play, we talk and talk and laugh while eating pizza.