Mr. Cashmere

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I spotted a pen and notepad on the desk and composed my own note.

Farewell, Mr. Cashmere. Maybe our paths with cross again. You take care as well.

Yours truly,

Shell

Whether I ever see him again, I'm confident our time together was memorable. Although I recall the fabulous elevator experience, the details of the rest of our rendezvous remain hazy, and I refuse to exhaust my mind attempting to uncover them. Frantically, I gathered my garments and discarded the note carelessly.

Although I don't typically save contact information on my phone, I added him to my contacts deciding a chance encounter wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

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