* continuation of Extra 1 because so many people loved it and saw immense potential in it and wanted a proper end, so here y'all go.
[ Anna ]
I never thought I'd see my stranger again. By stranger, I mean the devilishly handsome Zach Davis whom I'd kissed on that one drunken day in Paris months ago.
But, Destiny had a twisted way of playing things.
So right in the middle of my life that I was going about with normally absolutely forgetting (not really) about my stranger, I saw Zach move in into a neighbouring house of mine in Brooklyn.
It let me with a lot of questions. Did his father finally call back? Did they have a conversation? Did he call him back to New York City from Paris?
Above all, the most lingering question: Would it be weird if I show up at his door step saying 'Hi reme
