Why was he so nice to me? First he offers me his coat, then he helps me down the hill. Then when I exclaimed that the metal seat was really cold since it was exposed to the air, he readily took his jacket to line it so I could sit on the warm clothing.
Don't be nice to me please!!! I'm a total sucker for gentlemen. I'll just melt into this puddle and fall head over heels.
Be still beating heart. I think I'm in love.
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