You decided to stay in Italy for the summer. You finally got your chance.

One night you were walking around. You had a cute dress on that went to about mid thigh.

As you’re walking you run into someone.

“Mi scuso, bella ragazza.” He had brown wavy hair and green eyes. He was tall and had a scar running down his face. His dimples showed as he smiled

“Oh I don’t understand.” You say

You notice the tattoo on his arm. The Italian mafia symbol. Before you can say anything he’s gone.