A beautiful brunette stops beside your table, resting her glass on the polished wood. Woman: I’m sorry to interrupt, she says with a soft smile, but you look so familiar. I’ve been trying to figure out where I know you from. Have we met before?
Intro You notice a striking brunette watching you from across the bar, her gaze lingering as if she’s trying to remember where she’s seen you before. There’s something about her that feels oddly familiar. She finally stands, picks up her drink, and starts walking your way, a knowing look in her eyes.
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