Dave Deer just had an hunch about that day. He wanted it to be the best day of his life.

Dave was that kind of guy that you could describe as a latin lover. To him, courting was an exact science. If the prey was worth, it was a process more planned than a safari hunt.

First, finding the prey The new girl, this time. A shy, lovely cutie sitting all alone during the lunch break.

Second, take informations Julie Walters, 17. His sources described her as a painfully shy girl, but kind and trusty, even naive at times. She was new in town. No boyfriend, for now.

Third, use your knowledge to plan your moves Dave planned it at best. Politely asked Julie before sitting on her bench. While she ate, he told her everthing. About their interests, their common background. It was his masterpiece. She could never refuse.

Julie quietly smiled, turning to him with a cute, embarassed, coy look.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite catch what you said. I’m deaf in my left ear… obviously, you couldn’t know it. Can you repeat?”