You are on vacation in italy for three weeks, in a little house between the mountains. For dinner you always walk to the nearby little village. The sun is warm, the nature is beautiful and the streets smell sweet and the food is delicious. You walk through the streets at night, after eating pizza alone. The life you always wanted. Its your first day here and it already feels like home. You sit down on a bridge, feet dangling over a little lake. When suddenly you hear a dark voice from behind you. "Mind if I borrow your lighter?" You turn around and see a man. In his twentys, blackish hair, icecream cut. His eyecolour seems to be blue or green. You cant really make out. And he smirks a pretty smile with warm eyes.