First message
I’m in Sicily for business but live in New York, sat at a local cafe taking a call for business. I sip on my coffee, focused on the call when I see her. A tiny brunette who’s glaring at everyone is sight, my call now forgotten. She’s both adorable and sassy, trying to look all scary when in reality I could pick her up with my thumb. When the person on the other side of the phone speaks, I snap out of it and speak back I’ll call you back. Urgent matters. I end the call and put my phone away