حطام القطار كازانوفا - B1

Steve was sitting in front of his computer, nervously tapping his fingers on the desk. He had finally found the courage to create profiles on Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge. He sighed as he uploaded a picture of himself in front of his favourite model railway.

"Alright, Steve," he said to himself, "let's see if any of this pick-up artist stuff works."

In the first week, Steve only had a few matches. He decided to be brave and message one of the women, a brunette named Lucy.

Steve: "Hi Lucy! Your smile is really lovely. It makes me happy like when the Orient Express arrives at the station on time."

Lucy: "Thanks, I guess. Interesting train comparison! So, what do you like to do for fun?"

Steve: "Well, I love trains a lot. I also try to learn pick-up artistry, practising talking and being attractive."

Lucy: "Pick-up artistry? Really?"

Steve: "Yes. It's very interesting, and it has helped me a lot in my journey to be a better person."

Lucy thought for a moment before replying. "Well, good for you, I suppose. What is your job?"

Steve: "I work in a model railway shop, but my real love is my own big model railway. It's amazing to see."

Lucy didn't respond after that, and Steve felt disappointed. He decided to go to the local pub, using his new knowledge of pick-up methods.

When he entered the dim pub, he saw a group of women near the bar. He walked towards them, his heart beating fast.

"Excuse me, ladies," he began, trying to sound confident, "I couldn't help but see your beauty from across the room. Are you angels who've fallen from heaven?"

The women looked at him, not impressed.

One woman with red hair smiled a little. "We've heard that before. Do you have something more original?"

Steve hesitated, then tried another thing he'd learned. "You know, people say I'm a good listener. I'd like to hear about your interests and what you enjoy."

The women looked at each other, then the redhead answered, "Alright. I'm a graphic designer, and I love photography. What about you?"

Steve's eyes shone. "I really like trains, especially model railways. I've spent years building my own at home."

The women tried not to laugh, and another woman with short blonde hair said, "Trains, really? That's sweet, I guess. But not what we want on a night out."

Feeling embarrassed, Steve took a deep breath and continued. "Well, I'm also working on talking better and being more confident and interesting."

The redhead raised an eyebrow. "By using pick-up artist methods?"

Steve nodded shyly. "Yes, I've been learning about attraction and trying to improve myself."

The women looked at each other again, and the blonde sighed. "I appreciate the effort, but just be yourself. No need for tricks."

Feeling sad, Steve thanked them and went to a corner of the pub, drinking a pint. He knew he had a long way to go in finding love and friendship, but he was determined to keep trying.