I was running on the stairs, naïve and I couldn't wait to get to him, to see him for the second time. I couldn't get it out of my mind. He totally captivated me, there was nothing that could be done for me. It was like a little obsession. I opened my last button in the front of the door, I rushed in, I threw my coat on the armchair, I quickly took off all my clothes, I took a shower, I went back in the room, then I got myself a cold red wine, I slammed on the couch with chips and with one click on the mouse, I played: Long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.
Corina Nina
Even though they had a whole world narrated in the emails and on the telephone, it was the first time they met. They entered the hotel room, and it was the door or maybe the world that firstly closed behind them. Kissing was the easy part, as if they had just broken up. Without stopping, they opened their buttons one by one. The moon shone among them, like a silent witness, and none wished to make it leave. His voice, somewhere between her left shoulder and ear, whispered: It took thousands of years for the gaze to reach you.
Irina-Ana Drobot
His white shirt fluttered slightly in the wind with its buttons opened. He was extremely relaxed and full of charm. I imagined the walk through the city feeling the breeze of the sea. Just the two of us, on a beach, in an exotic place, away from the world. I hadn't read romantic books, but some covers, representing unrealistically beautiful couples, just like fairy-tales heroes, attracted me. He was real. Years later, I found out that, listening to the Senza giacca e cravatta song, he broke a button because of emotion. He came like this so he wouldn't be late for the date.
(Translated by Iuliana Mocanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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