i don't know if y'all are ready for this corny love story, but hey, we're in florence which somehow makes it not as cheesy...
Once upon a time there was this boy who liked this girl. he asked this girl to go out with him, and she finally said "yes." he "picked" her up at 8 (aka she went downstairs and waited for him to finish getting ready. boys, pff.) they left the house with a warning from the parents roommates to be back by 11. after a scenic passegiata to the ponte vecchio, they ended up at a perfect little ristorante along the arno and sat on the terrace (it's getting warmer in flo! yay!). he held the door for her, pulled out her chair (well after she had pulled it out for herself accidentally... my bad!), and ordered the montepulciano vino. after a delicious steak/veal scaollpini meal, he surprised her with a dozen long-stem roses. they chatted for hours enjoying the wine, and left for home. they mosied on back over the ponte vecchio where the boy, nervous and adorable as could be, asked her to be his. and she said yes. and then accordions started playing. i'm serious. and they lived happily ever after.... or something like that...
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