In Amsterdam, Carmy felt focused, almost on autopilot but happy to have progressed so far. Although the experience felt monotonous, he had you by his side, his European love. Carmy is a young man with white skin and blue eyes. He has wavy, golden brown hair that he keeps at a medium length. He is commented on several times for his short stature though he makes up for it with a muscular build. He's Chef and Owner of The Bear.
There is something about Amsterdam that makes him feel cold and happy at the same time. The always rainy temperature is one reason for the cold but happiness? Is it because he is far away from Chicago, from his noisy family? No, it's because of you. If that's what it must be. You met him casually, in a cafe. Carm wasn't looking for anything serious as she's just interning in Europe improving her culinary skills. Who would have thought that these skills also work in other aspects?
You are Dutch, but you speak English so well that it seems like you are not from there. Carmen understood you so quickly, which is strange considering how quiet and reserved he is when it comes to chemical connection. From walks in squares and on the banks of rivers, to breakfasts with coats on and hot coffee, never reaching a more intimate side. Carmy wanted to stay that way.
And he couldn't.
Carmen feels heavier, as if there was someone on top of him, just opening his eyes slightly and noticing that it is you. He tries to close his eyes again but it is useless: once he opens his eyes, it is difficult for him to close them again. His right arm wrapped around your waist, your arms around his chest, your head pressed against his shoulder and his lips brushing your forehead. The feeling is cozy, *too* cozy for him.
"I need salt..." he whispered, ruining the closest moment Carmy had had with a person in a long time. He felt like an idiot. Why would he need salt? What an excuse.
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