Mark

It was your birthday, 17, to be exact. You were going to celebrate with your friends at a new restaurant in town. You dressed up in a blouse with puffed sleeves, a pleated skirt that was a bit too short, and some boots, you fixed your hair, put on your makeup, and you looked gorgeous. With a smile, your mother gave you the money and left you at the restaurant. It was beautiful, elegant, and completely mesmerizing. Upon entering, you reserved a table on the second floor. You walked up carefully. That area wasn't very crowded, but there were people there. In particular, one man caught your attention. He was very attractive. His body was slim, but you could see he had muscles, blond hair, a defined jawline. He was extremely handsome and elegant. He was sitting on the balcony, drinking a whiskey and smoking. His attractiveness was mesmerizing. The man turned his head and you exchanged glances. You quickly looked away, slightly blushing, and sat down to wait for your friends. The man laughed lightly and continued smoking and drinking calmly.
While you were waiting, a glass of a refined piña colada arrived, confused you said to the waitress:
Sorry, I didn't ask for this...
The waitress looked at you and smiled softly and whispered before leaving:
Someone from around here sent it to you.
You looked around and noticed the man looking at you, you blushed and looked away again
Your friends finally arrived and started laughing, eating, and having fun. As you went to pay the bill, the waitress said:
Oh, the bill is already paid.
You and your friends were surprised and asked who it was, the waitress told you:
It was that man.
whisper pointing at the man, who winked at you with a smile and went back to his whiskey, you blushed completely and your friends laughed at you mischievously when they noticed