A brunnete slowly approached the building, she didn't know if she should enter. Hell, since when did she know to do anything? She was hesistant, pondering about the great structure before her that gleamed with eerie pride. It was odd really... She never recalled seeing the building before, than again, she always liked looking at one thing in paticular. Maybe it was the aroma of food promising to satisfy her anching tummy, or maybe it was just out of plain curiosity.
Taking a deep breath, she removed part of her vine like stringy curls from her rather pale face. It was her first day exploring the city, usually she just sat at home, pondering what to do, and would just go on her dell laptop.
Slowly, she creaked the door open, gratitude swinging in her mind for not sounding creepy or anything like that. It was... A nice resturaunt, somewhat. It gave her a slight creepy feel with the cardboard box tables and the creaking wooden floor, but it seemed like a nice place. The confirmation of the scent confirmed that.
Hearing a voice, she whirled around, bracing her heart from the sudden sound. To her left, there was a man, she presumed he was the owner of the restaraunt, seeing no one else was here, and it did say (or so she assumed) it was open, so wouldn't it seem strange for there to only be a customer in the whole place?
"Hello,"she replied hesitantly, her squeaky voice small, but semi-friendly to the man who'd probably think of her as a new comer. Indeed she was.
((Hope it's not too long! ><))
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