I met E on the way to the beach. He was so cute, with tanned, smooth skin, freckles, brown and blonde dreadlocks, light eyes. Gorgeous smile. He intercepted my cousin and I to ask for donations for children with cancer. He was instantly attracted to me, with my outgoing, bright personality, not to mention my cute lil petite body in a bathing suit. The way he was flirting with me, plus those psychological manipulation marketing tactics – I ended up donating 100$ ðŸ˜. I’m an empathetic sucker, what can I say. I was in too deep and it was a reputable charity, so money well spent.
Turns out, he liked how generous I was. He was so flirty and cute and from Puerto Rico and I was in Miami, so I gave him my number. The next day, my two friends and I decide to go dancing, and I invite him out. He texts me at midnight to tell me he is there. I read the text and excuse myself to go the bathroom (and find him, mainly). I found him almost immediately, drinking a water. He looked cute in his lil layered surfer boy laid back outfit. I was pretty excited to see this kind, bright, gorgeous person with whom I was very attracted to when I met him at the beach. It wasn’t just his looks, I loved his vibe.