He found himself wandering in Gaisano South last Saturday, unknowing of my scheme for us to watch Cine Europa. Well, unfortunately, the cinema was already full at the time we arrived. If it were a different case, I would have dragged him, kicking and twitching, but the gods were having a tantrum, thus, we settled for coffee at Prego instead. Prego was a funny picture that day, I was thinking… a premonition of mornings with him. He gets the newspaper, I get the coffee. When interests in social issues reach the boredom borderline, we move on to a conversation about the horoscope, until the final destination of my crossword on the left, and his sudoku on the right, unless still drunk from last night. This would be a misrepresented idea of a romance, fuelled by a not-so-Disney fairytale childhood movie marathon.
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