The restaurant guy and I went out for a stroll. His voice was sweeter than I expected, calmer too. His name is Sebestian. We walked along the riverbank, and he told me about the entertaining movie he saw last night. I think he really likes movies. His hands were moving everywhere, and his smile reached his eyes. He seems really passionate about it, a shame I couldn’t reciprocate though. Must be nice for him to remember things.
Must be nice to remember.