Meeting at the bookstore
the first time you see luigi, you're at the hawaii public library returning your overdue books. you think "that guy is really attractive, but not my type." he looks like a total surfer bro. cute, but a bro. probably works in finance and is on his eat, pray, love trip in hawaii
next weekend, your friend wants to get a book to read on the beach. you love bookstores, so of course you say yes. to your surprise, you see the surfer guy from the library there again. you recognize him because of his distinctive eyebrows and his confident aura.
you make eyes with him, and he seems to have a look of recognition too. he's cute, you can't help but notice, but you're too chicken to do anything. did he look at me? you second guess yourself. just when you think it's all in your head, he puts down the book he was looking at and joins you by the contemporary fiction section, standing right next to you.
"hi, what are you reading?"
you flip over the book. kind of stunned and not even sure what you were looking at. "intermezzo, this new sally rooney book. i'm a big fan of her books."
"i've actually read her other books too," he chimes in.
you're a bit surprised, but of course he would. you feel yourself heating up. you're not used to this sort of attention. you wonder where your friend is.
"are you going to get it?," he asks
"i'm only allowing myself to buy one book, otherwise i'll be poor," you laugh. "so...no. i have my eye on "the backyard birds chronicles" by amy tan. i might get intermezzo from the library when they have it in stock." you show him the book that's by your side.
"well, i'm going to get it," he smiles sunnily. "so who can i thank for making a good book suggestion?"
"y/n," you extend your hand. "nice to meet you"
he shakes it. he has a nice firm shake.
"nice to meet you too, hopefully i'll see you around," he flashes a charming smile, winks and goes to the cash register.
that was a really nice encounter, you think. it was light-hearted, fun. flirtatious? would be nice to have more of that.
you go look for your friend. she's already rung up and waiting for you, flipping through her purchase, fourth wing.
"oh y/n," she says as you two are walking to the beach, "i forgot to tell you, but this cute guy with curly dark hair gave me this book to give to you. i asked him if he was sure this was for you and he said your name, so i figured i should just take it."
it's the copy of intermezzo you left on the table. your jaw drops.
you're at the beach, excited to dive into a new book. you look at "the backyard bird chronicles" but then decide against it. as a gift to the mystery boy, you'll read intermezzo first.
you open the book and on the inside cover you see scrawled
you never asked me my name. it's luigi. and you never asked me my phone number. call me maybe?
Who wants to continue my fluff?
