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you were one of the gallery attendants and i was captivated by your eyes as soon as i walked in. i was just trying to witness the art and instead i found myself unable to think about anything but how beautiful you are. at one point you asked me something and i just replied yes - i couldn’t hear you above the din of the creaky floors. didn’t want to ask you out where you work but couldn’t help myself from running back to the area you were overseeing one last time before i left. you: tall, dyed blonde hair in a bun, black pants and light pink(?) shirt, silver earring. me: also tall, blue and white striped button down, short dark hair
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