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2024-10-29 19:42:56A Beach Resort.
~Dare Ofegu~
"Hi, ma'am."
A man, 6"2, blue eyes, thick brown beards, well-chizeled lips and straight nose walked towards Samantha and I, bowing slightly. The guy would be like the 100th person who had exchanged their pleasantries with us, Samantha precisely.
"Hey."
Like she had said to all the rest, and kept on walking towards the lapping waves of the sea up ahead of us.
At first, Theo had pulled over at the front of a typically small restaurant with an extrinsically furnished outside. I had thought we were going on another date. Because she tend to take a leave as much as she wanted. After all, twas her own company.
And we'd walked through the door into an enclosed restaurant just like the type you see everywhere. But instead of settling down, a lady had approached us and led us through the back door out of the restaurant into another open restaurant with a Seaview.
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