A message of surprise

The sudden June storm was over just as quickly as it gathered.
I switched on the computer, considering for the twentieth time that I tended to meet only idiots, and Máté was apparently foolish. Just like all those ones who has made that site.
Working in an online adult show, I had already learnt that Internet was crowded with stupid people, and the world is crowded with dangerous ones; however, this page was more than enough.

Naturally I decided to quit visiting idiotic sites.
Instead, I wrote a letter to Milán. Not as though it made one ounce more sense than corresponding with Máté.

Dearest Milán,
We haven't seen each other for a while, I suppose we should meet when I go to Budapest.
I'm still working on the translation. I enjoy it, aside from being lonely. It used to be a long time when I met Zentai, not to mention other firends - so I would not mind you to answer my letter soon.

Yours,
Mina

I sighed when I re-read it and clicked on the 'Send' button. It was not the most passionate of all love letters, but there it was.
Deep down I knew he would not answer. What could I expect? I have never been a girl to be described as hot, and Milán was obviously fond of more sensual women like myself. Furthermore, I was pennyless, whilst he was apparently a well-off man.
Men having their own publishers (their own enterprises!), hardly ever pick up weird girls living in apartments, having any good financial background and an income rising up to the starry sky. Perhaps, if I looked like Vanda, who has been an enticing beauty. Otherwise, I did not have much of a chance.

Besides, which was the worst part of things... was I good enough for him intellectually?
I considered, desperate, that all of my friends were much smarter than me.
Vanda and Ottó run a successful business, my logical skills could not be compared to theirs. Zentai, the once editor of Szukits, has been a professional author and translator since about two decades. Gabika attended the University of Technology, Mónika was a medical student (abroad!), Piroska has been studying law (also abroad).
All in all, each and every one of them was smarter than my unfocused self.
Ah well, I should had learnt how to write during the past few years instead of bitching around.

No wonder that Milán was not in a hurry to answer my unsaid questions about our relationship.