“ Canto al pie de tu ventana, pa' que sepas que te quiero, tu a mi no me quieres nada, pero yo por ti me muero!” Ernesto couldn’t help himself from making a big entrance singing melodiously as he entered the flower shop, there was something so inherently perfect about Flora that just tempted him to mess with her and make her loosen up a little, be it by playing this mouse and cat chasing game where he would eternally pursue her and she would eternally reject him. He cleared his voice once done and gave him his best charming smile.
“Ahem, sorry ‘bout that, cariño, just practicing for tonight’s gig.
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