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Oh! Why didn't I shave?

It was a routine Sunday afternoon. Brunch was leftover Pizza from the previous night. At the time she called I was doing my laundry. A pretty boring task, if you ask me but then you need clean undies man. Anyways coming back to the point. She called me up and said, "hey, I am at JN market right now, if you can come within 15 minutes, we can meet." If a girl as pretty as Snigdha as you to meet her in next 15 minutes, will you say no to her? Of course not. I said yes. Left the laundry on the bathroom floor, had a rushed shower and ran my way to JN Market. The market is not very far from where I live But you know girls right. They will call you, suddenly out of the blue and ask for things you can't say no to.

Snigdha and I had met at a mutual friend's birthday treat and things went quite well from there on. Except the first kiss. We talked on phone a lot, went on long dates. My fingers ached with all that messaging, for that one smily from her made my heart melt.

But no kiss so far. We both were just going with a flow, but I knew that the opportunity was coming. And I was pretty sure that today would be the lucky day.

And it went so fine. Sitting in the plush coffee shop, way after our mojitos were finished, we looked into each other's eye dreamily. She placed her fingers on my cheek and I moved forward.
She suddenly moved back and said, " you haven't shaved today?"
Believe me guys it was so embarrassing. Here I was on the cusp of a great kiss with the most beautiful woman ever and she remarks on my stubble.

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