I was traveling with a buddy in Asia, but the last night and day I was on my own. I was wondering how I’d manage, what I’d do and so on. The thought of wandering around by myself didn’t really seem appealing to me…
When I went to bed that night, by myself, I was hoping I’d meet people the next day.
When I woke up in the morning I decided I’d go hang out by the pool and get the last bit of tan.
When I walked up there I noticed this girl, “I have to get in contact with her somehow” I thought to myself.
She was with a guy who was laying on the bed next to her and next to him was some other guy who was by himself. I took the fourth bed.
After a while I decided to talk to the guy, who seemed pretty cool and chill, I thought that approaching her first would probably be too aggressive.
As I was talking to that guy I asked him where they were from. He replied and I was surprised by his answer, they were from two different countries. One of the countries was the same as mine… So I asked: “So, who’s from where.” And he replied and pointed at the girl as he mentioned my country.
“What?? We’re from the same country.” I thought to myself. So I started talking with her and told her that I hadn’t really met anyone from our country in this city. I was trying to connect with her. She seemed really nice.
I was overly excited, but I didn’t want this excitement to shine through. We had a little chat across all the beds and she went on with her tanning.
How could she just tan and resist the heat? She didn’t get up once to get in the pool…
However that wasn’t the case for me… As I was hanging in the pool, I thought, I want to talk to her some more. So I went ahead and splashed a bit of water on her. She took her music out of her ears and looked at me. “What’s up?” she said.
“Aren’t you getting hot at all?” I replied. “Nah, I’m fine.” She laughed.
We went on to talk for a bit, and she said that she was a bit hungry and asked if I wanted to grab something to eat a little later.
“Yea sure.” I replied. I was trying to make it seem as if, I wanted to hang out but not that I was eager to.
I managed to do a great job too, however deep down I couldn’t quite understand how this had really happened.
We went on and hung out that day and later in the evening I had to leave for the airport.
I’d had such a fun time with her, she didn’t really care about what I thought and she laughed and smiled a lot. She was silly and not too shy, it was a fun day.
I got her details before I left and messaged her when I landed. She was in transit when I landed, her flight was 8 hours after mine.
When we got home we started hanging out more and more…
I really like this girl, she’s full of surprises. Is she even real?
How did the Universe send me this girl?
Sure I asked for company that night when I went to bed…
But how did I manage to meet this girl?