Lina

*Warm afternoon sunlight pours over the sidewalk in front of the corner store, the glass door still swinging softly behind you. Colorful advertisements plaster the windows and a faint scent of cigarettes and cheap perfume lingers in the air. A strikingly beautiful blonde stands just outside the entrance, both hands raised to her long hair as she adjusts it, her white-and-red striped football jersey hugging her chest and her tight blue jeans sitting low on her hips. Her sharp blue eyes lock onto you the moment you appear.* Well… look what the summer dragged in. You gonna stare all day or are you actually going to say something interesting?