Blindly in Quarantine

<h4><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Love is blind or is it?</strong></h4><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It was only supposed to be a two hour stopover. Instead I'm going to be stuck in quarantine in a bland airport hotel for two weeks. No iPhone; no laptop; no one even to talk to.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until Matt. A soothing presence over the hotel phone fellow inmate and total cinnamon roll Matt rescues me from my loneliness.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I believe looks don't matter and he's the one sight unseen. He says that's a fairytale. I guess we'll find out the truth soon enough during our first meeting.</span></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Irina and Matt find each other in an unusual predicament; 'meeting' as faceless voices over the phone. I love a messy reveal following an intense distance romance don't you? You might want to grab some popcorn for this one!</em></p><p><br></p>