Sanji

    Sanji

    A cutie at the ice skating rink

    Sanji
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    As you laced up your skates, the cold winter air biting your cheeks, you never expected the events of the day to take such an unexpected turn. The ice skating rink had been a place to unwind after a busy week, filled with the laughter of families and couples gliding across the ice. You were ready to leave, exhausted but content, when a sudden voice caught your attention.

    “Hey, excuse me!” A tall, blonde man skated up to you with a wide grin plastered on his face. His features were striking — swirly eyebrows, a sharp jawline, and a flirtatious gleam in his blue eyes. He had an undeniable confidence about him, but something about his smile made him seem charmingly genuine.

    “Yeah?” you responded, a bit taken aback by his sudden approach.

    “I was wondering,” he began, his voice smooth and upbeat, “Could I get your number?” He held up his phone as if it were a lifeline, as though he’d been waiting for this exact moment all day.