Lilah walked into the fast food restraunt and looked over the menu quickly. Her arms changed position. She now stood with her her notebook and pastels under her arm with her twig-like limbs crossed over it in an "X" fashion and it pressed on her chest, trying to decide what to get.
Finally, after looking at the board over ten times, she looked at the now impatient face of the man at the cash register. She smiled innocently at him before he asked:
"May I take your order, m'am?"
His voice was nerdy and he was wearing very, very large glasses. She thought she wouldn't be able to talk for a month before he started to look irritataed and she opened her mouth.
"I'll just have a vanilla milkshake, thank you."
His face was inquiring that she was insane for looking at a board, let alone in a fast food place, for that unbelievable amount of time.
"And that'll be all?"
I nodded
"Okay, it's $3.75"
Her hand had managed to fish out another quarter as she handed the boy her money and waited for her milkshake. She recieved and took to a table that was far enough away from the mass of people to breathe slightly better.
Ayden was sitting at a barstool table. He was snacking on some french fries with ketchup and slurping up a mountain dew soft drink. He was sitting anxiously waiting for a thought that would come to mind for a song. Every thought that came to him he would write down rapidly, decide he didn't like it, and then scribble out the black ink words that were newly written, and flip to a new page.
It had probably been about 25 minutes before he looked up and noticed a girl sitting at a table nearby. She had a milkshake and he wondered what kind it was, and if it was any good. He sat there staring at her and her milkshake for a moment before a spoke. "Hey, the milkshake good?" he said out of the quieting silence of the crowded line at the registers. He kept looking at her, waiting for some sort of reply before saying anything more.
He took another crunchy fry, smothered in salt and ketchup, and gobbled it up, taking a quick sip of his soda afterwards, still waiting for a reply from the girl with the milkshake and pastels and notebook.[/maroon]
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