"tganks again for covering cash 4 lunch
ill get lunch @ urban junction
irs at 8th & polaris"
The furniture mover, on a rainy day off, took the bus into Eville to meet one of the people she briefly worked with on a larger move. Partially, the trip was to get out of the house, maybe meet up with some new people, but mainly it was to see if this hip establishment could rekindle her guitar playing interests.
"OK, I'm out front," she texted back.
She debated between waiting in the lobby, where she most certainly would have awkward conversations with patrons and employees about with whom she was meeting up with and such, or, waiting out in the near-freezing rain where everything felt just a little too cold.
She was only outside for chilly ten minutes.
"Hey, there, stranger! Jane!" The same gigglish voice of the younger girl, Charinah, that had no cash on her - only her family's credit card - when they went out to eat at a low-end diner rang of confidence and charm. She looked around to s