To be 17 again

I accidentally followed a man around the mall last night.

I say accidental because I didn’t realize I was following him around […at first]. He just smelled so… delicious. He smelled like the ocean. And oranges. And faintly sweet like honeysuckle flowers. And then it hit me. He smelled like my high school crush. A ginormous smile grew plastered on my face. I immediately felt lightheaded and nervous with butterflies.

It was Acqua di Gio and I was 17 and in love again.

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