Minggu, 20 November 2016
He’s Peter. I just met him two days ago, but I felt something different. He’s really good guy, and, ya, I liked him.
Yesterday we went to the park, had a pretty fun chit-chat, and there was no awkward feeling, just laugh and laugh. Actually, that was not a really good park, there was funeral behind, but it’s fine. That was 3 p.m and the park was not crowded as usual. There were only me, Peter, and two couples on the other side that always looked strange at me since I came
Me and Peter were talking about his favorite book when the rain was coming. So, Peter asked me to go to his house near the park. We were talking and laughing together while walking through the rain. It was really fun until I didn’t realize and care about surroundings. We were laughing and laughing until Peter said, “welcome to my house!”
There was cemetery in front of me, with an old gravestone and Peter’s name on it.
Yesterday we went to the park, had a pretty fun chit-chat, and there was no awkward feeling, just laugh and laugh. Actually, that was not a really good park, there was funeral behind, but it’s fine. That was 3 p.m and the park was not crowded as usual. There were only me, Peter, and two couples on the other side that always looked strange at me since I came
Me and Peter were talking about his favorite book when the rain was coming. So, Peter asked me to go to his house near the park. We were talking and laughing together while walking through the rain. It was really fun until I didn’t realize and care about surroundings. We were laughing and laughing until Peter said, “welcome to my house!”
There was cemetery in front of me, with an old gravestone and Peter’s name on it.
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