Many many many years ago (well about 12 years), we met in a bar in Holborn after work. We were both drunk and her little group of friends joined my little group of friends, playing drinking games and generally annoying everyone else around us. We had a bit of a tipsy snog and went our separate ways, with me thinking I'd never see her again (I had a habit of getting drunk, plucking up the courage to speak to someone nice then getting drunker, so that I put them off for life by being, well an idiot).
What I did remember through the drunken memories was her smile and her trousers, well more the way they fit than the actual trousers, but I'm trying to be a gentleman. Anyway, ignoring the last bit, it was her smile that stuck. I even remember thinking a day later that she was the perfect woman in how she looked, smiled and laughed.
What I didn't know was that my mate Steve had got her and her friend's email addresses...now Steve sat next to me at work and I was pleasantly surprised when he copied me in on emails he was sending to both of them (please note that this was never on work time and I was a hard working, conscientious
To begin with, we emailed briefly to catch up and have a laugh. Then over time, the emails grew more frequent and in-depth. Within a few weeks we were emailing regularly and questioning each other on everything about our lives and loves and hates. We still hadn't seen each other since, just cultivated a really close relationship online. Then finally, I plucked up the courage to ask her to meet me. I was low on confidence at the time after a run of bad relationships, so this was a big thing for me. I was convinced she would take one look at me and do a runner. Luckily my friends told me to stop being an idiot and meet her.
So the date was set...
you write beautifully
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