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15: Yvette

"Thanks for dropping me home." I tell him once the car stops in front of my house.

It's been one flavorful date. I feel like I went out on two dates instead of one; ass-tight Mr Knight before the dinner, and charming Augustine 8pm onwards.

"You're welcome."

My heart swoons every time he smiles, and right now I really want to take my phone out to take a picture of him and his smile. On top of the two photos we took while we're at the restaurant.

"Oh, totally forgot about the pictures! Can you air-drop me those now?"

"Sure," another smile. Ouch my heart. The sound of it falling. Never knew someone can touch your heart just by flashing a smile.

I can't help but sneakily take a picture of him looking at his phone, probably marking the pictures he wants to air-drop.

"I just realised I don't have your number."

"Oh, sure," I key in my number while he holds his phone, "There. Air-drop me those pitchas please."

"A date for every picture."

Heh, funny. Though throughout the dinner he's
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