West Mandelovia - A small, but cute Café

Shirley leans on a handrail, over looking the beautiful coastline, the tropical trees off to the distance. A breathtaking site, to say the least.

"I can't believe that this beautiful country is going to be off limits to outsiders in a few days. My Grandma would be so sad, her granddaughter not even able to visit where her roots came from. (sign) But things have changed, freedom stolen the people. A shame."

An arm reaches around her, handing her a drink.

"Thanks Mic-"

Next to her stands a handsome young man, dirty blond hair, and hazel eyes.

With a smile, "Mi name's not Mic, but for you I'd change it"

Shirley covers her mouth with a giggle, a subtle blush forms on her cheeks followed by a smile.

"And what should I call thy princess?"

Shirley lifts an eyebrow.

"My name? Shirley."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Shirley."

"Yeah, thanks."

Shirley looks to her side and back to the young man.

"My name's Sam, ya know, if you were interested and stuff."

"Ah. How old are you? Seventeen... Eighteen?"

"Twenty two."

She cocks an eyebrow again.

"Twenty."

She is still silent.

"Nineteen, it's the truth. I am very much legal, very much so."

"That's nice. (uninterested) Really, it is."

"I like older woman, and I very much am liking what I am seeing right now."

[ 02-21-2002: Message edited by: GoozX ]