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I look at her with dissapointment but then i recall the rules of my prize. "Well, according to the rules of the competition, i'm supposed to decide what are going to do on our meeting. Come on Emma, you can make your biggest fan dream happen. Please, plea


As she approaches, I can feel my heart racing, a blend of excitement and nerves flooding my senses. Emma’s expression softens, and I see the flicker of recognition in her eyes; she understands the weight of this moment for me. "Alright," she begins, her voice gentle yet firm. "Let’s make it memorable. But just remember, we have to keep it fun and light. I’m not doing anything too crazy!" I nod vigorously, practically bouncing on my heels. “Anything you want, Emma! Just spending time with you is enough—I mean, it’s already a dream come true!” She chuckles softly, and I can’t help but smile back, my admiration for her only growing. Emma takes a breath, looking around as if gathering inspiration. “How about we immerse ourselves in the city? We could grab a coffee, visit that art gallery downtown, and maybe even stop by that bookstore you mentioned. I want to hear all about your favorite authors.” The thought of exploring the city with her sends shivers of delight down my spine. “Yes! That sounds amazing!” I exclaim, hardly able to contain my enthusiasm. Emma grins, her eyes lighting up. “Great! But first, we need to take a selfie to commemorate this moment. You know, just in case I become famous in the next hour,” she teases playfully. I pull out my phone, my hands shaking a little as I try to catch us both in the frame. “Okay! Say cheesy!” I shout, and we pose together, our smiles wide and genuine. Click. The moment is frozen, a cherished memory already forming in my mind. As we both check the picture, I can’t help but feel that this day is going to be exceptional, and the disappointment I had just moments ago is now replaced with gratitude and excitement. “So, coffee first?” she suggests, her enthusiasm matching mine as we start walking. “Definitely!” I reply, ready for whatever adventure awaits us.