In a small restaurant in the magical city of Rome, Adriana received an unexpected marriage proposal. His first reaction
was blushing and looking down. Analyzed for half a minute his unkempt appearance: green sneakers, the most comfortable I had, to walk around the city, which is the way to not miss a single corner-baggy jeans and a shirt of your group favorite music. Not to mention the hair: the queue did not look like that when combed, ten hours before the mirror in the bathroom of the hotel, as the treacherous breeze had fallen apart to blow.
tried to regain composure as best he could, and answered the proponent:
- Waiter, I want tiramisu dessert, and let's nonsense, per favor.
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