She reminds him of Copenhagen.

It’s not her long, brown hair that falls down perfectly like a waterfall. If anything, that makes him feel like home; northern Virginia. (Why, yes, he usually says DC area when asked.)

Not that he has any in-depth understanding nor appreciation of the Danish capital, he couldn’t even name a single street in Copenhagen if he tried.

But she reminds him of the rush in his vein the very moment he landed in Copenhagen airport, the Kastrup. …

Vintage Heart

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