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Post by JULIETTE on Sept 25, 2008 16:16:48 GMT -5
Ava sighed as she held the door open for a person behind her before trotting into the restraunt. Her pumps clicking on the cheap floor tiles as she found herself a seat at the retro style bar. Setting her bag onto the floor and using her fingers to fix her hair. Crossing her booted legs as she sat, waiting for someone to serve her. Looking older then she actually was. Her car parked outside in a show-offy pose. The red paint gleaming in the sunlight.
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