Today
was a very eventful day because I came across a fine-looking, dapper gentleman
named Jay Gatsby. The day started when I
went to a café for lunch in New York. The café had cream colored drapes and
every table was decorated with lit lavender candles. As I was drinking tea with
crumpets, I locked eyes with a man coming through the revolving doors. To be
honest, his good looks almost made me choke on my hot tea. As we exchanged eye
contact, he shot a friendly smile at me, but I looked away because I couldn’t
handle his charm! All throughout the lunch, I couldn’t help but to sneak quick
glances at him as he was sipping his coffee and reading the newspaper. He had
this mysterious charm that attracted me to him. After I finished my lunch, I
asked the bartender what his name was and if she knew anything about him.
Luckily, she knew his name, Gatsby, and quite a bit about him. She said “he is
quite the sensation in West Egg Village, and apparently was a German Spy and had
even killed a man.” I was not expecting to hear that he killed a man, but I don’t
care, love overpowers everything. And plus, I like men who have fascinating
pasts because it keeps the relationship alive. Although I didn’t get a chance
to meet him, I’ll make sure that it happens because nothing stops me from
getting what I want. Sunday, December 15, 2013
Today
was a very eventful day because I came across a fine-looking, dapper gentleman
named Jay Gatsby. The day started when I
went to a café for lunch in New York. The café had cream colored drapes and
every table was decorated with lit lavender candles. As I was drinking tea with
crumpets, I locked eyes with a man coming through the revolving doors. To be
honest, his good looks almost made me choke on my hot tea. As we exchanged eye
contact, he shot a friendly smile at me, but I looked away because I couldn’t
handle his charm! All throughout the lunch, I couldn’t help but to sneak quick
glances at him as he was sipping his coffee and reading the newspaper. He had
this mysterious charm that attracted me to him. After I finished my lunch, I
asked the bartender what his name was and if she knew anything about him.
Luckily, she knew his name, Gatsby, and quite a bit about him. She said “he is
quite the sensation in West Egg Village, and apparently was a German Spy and had
even killed a man.” I was not expecting to hear that he killed a man, but I don’t
care, love overpowers everything. And plus, I like men who have fascinating
pasts because it keeps the relationship alive. Although I didn’t get a chance
to meet him, I’ll make sure that it happens because nothing stops me from
getting what I want.
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