Thursday: Boredom
Who: Torin and Taryn
When: Evening
Where: Juicy Java
It was evening by the time Taryn finally dropped her friends off at their various houses and drove over to Juicy Java. They had spent the day shopping and then lounging at the beach, but she could admit that after a few hours, the constant chatter and giggling had started getting on her nerves. It made her miss Italy, and how quiet and peaceful it had been - for the most part. Maybe it was more that she missed the sun and the Italian men. The guys she'd seen at the beach had paled in comparison. Sad. Still, she wanted a drink and a part of her knew that Torin would probably be there with his laptop so being able to bug her older brother was a double bonus.
Parking, Taryn slipped her sunglasses off the top of her head and put them into her bag before she walked inside. At first she glanced around for the familiar mop of curly hair, and she grinned when she saw him sitting at one of the tables. Prancing over, she pulled out the empty chair across from him and slung herself into it. "You're all alone. Where's your harem?" She didn't mind the Delaneys at all, the way some girls did. They were pretty, popular and seemed to like her brother enough.
( Why is everybody so into slumming? )
When: Evening
Where: Juicy Java
It was evening by the time Taryn finally dropped her friends off at their various houses and drove over to Juicy Java. They had spent the day shopping and then lounging at the beach, but she could admit that after a few hours, the constant chatter and giggling had started getting on her nerves. It made her miss Italy, and how quiet and peaceful it had been - for the most part. Maybe it was more that she missed the sun and the Italian men. The guys she'd seen at the beach had paled in comparison. Sad. Still, she wanted a drink and a part of her knew that Torin would probably be there with his laptop so being able to bug her older brother was a double bonus.
Parking, Taryn slipped her sunglasses off the top of her head and put them into her bag before she walked inside. At first she glanced around for the familiar mop of curly hair, and she grinned when she saw him sitting at one of the tables. Prancing over, she pulled out the empty chair across from him and slung herself into it. "You're all alone. Where's your harem?" She didn't mind the Delaneys at all, the way some girls did. They were pretty, popular and seemed to like her brother enough.
( Why is everybody so into slumming? )