Thought I smelled your perfume the other day. I was 100 percent certain you weren't in the building but I concede I took two minutes to try to figure out where the smell was coming from. Thought it was a woman by the elevator but didn't think she'd appreciate me asking if I could smell her.
Frankly I didn't want to get anywhere close to her. Ton of attitude and makeup pancaked on her face made me go bleah. But that scent is pleasant, not enough to make me approach some strange lady but pleasant nonetheless.
Funny how smells remind us of people, places and experiences.
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