Thread: Fish WHO: Brendan & Cheyenne WHEN: May 31 WHERE: Camden, summer festival kick off, Emerald Park
This time on a date, Cheyenne wasn't trying too hard to get the boy to like her. She really just wanted to have fun with Brendan and Brendan seemed like the kind of guy she could have fun with. And if all went well, then maybe at the end of the date they could make out a bit. Nothing too crazy. She knew Cressida would ask way too many questions if she went all the way.
Cheyenne had on white sandals and short-shorts with her cellphone tucked into the back pocket. Her shirt was black and had the band Slayer cover on the front. She'd tied it up at the back because it was a few sizes too big for her. The thrift shop in town didn't have a huge size collection of vintage tee's. Tying it in a knot at her back kept it from looking like she was wearing a tent, and also let a glimpse of her belly show when she lifted her arms. Cheyenne was thin and had great legs, she was told, but she was well aware of what she was lacking in the chest region. Still, she was going to rock it, regardless. Hopefully Brendan wouldn't mind a small rack.
With her dark hair loose around her shoulders and hanging down her back in carefree waves, The Cerberus slipped her hand into Brendan's hand and they walked and sucked on frozen juice popsicles. "Looks like it's not in full swing yet. Look, those guys are still setting up a giant tent. I wonder what they're going to have in that. Freak show?" She laughed and looked up at Brendan. Her lips were stained red from the strawberry banana pop she'd chosen from the booth. "What's your bet?"