I love the ship thingy! So umm, I'm Sophie and I'm a writer. I'm into basketball, music, reading, drunk kisses... I look kinda introvert, but I'm usually just minding my own business. I'm short, brown eyes and hair. Oh and I speak four lenguages, idk
Hi Sophie! Your name is so cute! And youspeak 4 languages? That’s awesome!
‘ The way you met Dean was interesting. Maybea little cliche, but for you it was special. Like everything you did with Dean.
It wasa late evening in the bar, when a charming, green-eyed man walked to you. Hetook a seat next to you and casually started a conversation. You were a littledrunk then, but still reasonable enough, not to hook up with a stranger.
But Dean never seemed like a stranger.Conversation with him was easy, even in the beginning. It was easy for you tofind an interesting topic to talk about. He was never weird or creepy and itjust seemed like he wants to talk, heart to heart.
Hours passed by quickly and your conversationkept going, till the bartender kicked you out, an hour after they closed thebar. Your friends left a long time ago, after you assured them that you’ll gohome by yourself. Of course you didn’t plan to stay out so late. And calling ataxi so late at night, alone seemed a bit scary.
˝I can drive you home, if you want, ofcourse. ˝ he said gently and wrapped his jacket around you. ˝Next time bringyours. ˝ he teased and you knew he didn’t mean it in any mean way possible.
You weren’t scared around him, like youusually were around bar guys. Dean was sweet and innocent, not trying to hop inyour pants.
˝Would you? Thank you so much Dean! ˝ yousmiled and hopped at his car. Impala ’67 as you found out later.
Like you thought, Dean drove you homesafely and walked you to the doorstep. ˝Here’s my number if you want to hangout sometime. ˝ he smiled and stole a kiss from you, before he left.
And if you look back, that was probably amoment when you started falling for him. ‘
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