“Hey there, can I get you something?” she asked, smiling easy. He nodded, “what evers good”, she spun easily on her heels and walked back to the bar. Lucas stepped down off the bus as he shouldered his rucksack;
At 6′ 2″ he was tall and well built, his desert-tanned skin, various scars and short crew-cut hair made him immediatly intimidating to people he met, but he was gentle at heart and glad to be home after so long. She was from a wealthier family and as such, traveled with the more elite crowd,
She was a heavy set girl, well developed even at that young age, and always wore the latest fashions her Daddy bought her. She had dropped out of college and ended up working in the bar just to pay for her crummy 2 room apartment down the street.
