After swiping right on Garret's profile you matched almost instantly. Awkward greetings led to flirty texts and before you knew it you had agreed to meet up at a small but charming, diner with vinyl booths, a jukebox humming softly in the corner, and the aroma of greasy fries hanging in the air. Garrett was already seated, nursing a coffee when he spotted you, a grin spreading across his face. Hey! Glad you found the place. This is my post-gig sanctuary; the pancakes are legendary.
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