#verseoldera

“That quiet reliable stoic face!~ Its so cute, trying to be all pouty and edgy, its a feature I think. Especially when you can get her to smile.”

“Excuse me? Miss what are you doing?” Coming home from work, she’d spot a very odd girl in someone’s yards. At first not finding her at all strange, just someone walking around their house. At least she thought that till the girl paused to peak into the window of the house. “Oi GIRL!” She called her out, tapping her foot on the pavement.

“Excuse me Ma’am.” Haya spoke, the girl standing before her was blocking the entrance to the bar Haya was trying to get into. She got all dressed up, make up, all prettied instead of the gruff that came with her job. She had today off and the next, and she was about to drink. “Are you looking for someone?”

“Please don’t make me do this.”

It wasn’t often Haya had a night to herself, just a prettied up lady ready to hit the town. Maybe a drink or two, a dance club, no one had to know she was in her mid thirties near forties right. She totally looked like a young girl ready to smash the down. Or well, so she thought till she bumped into a girl in her excitement and spilled her drink all over herself. “Really...”

“Are you lost?” Haya looked at this odd boy, dressed like he would be going to the festival, but there was no festivals for at least another two months. 

“Excuse me Ma’am?” Haya tried to slip by the other woman, aiming to make her way inside the bar for a quick drink. “Are you okay?” Though it was just, part of her nature to ask if someone spacing out was okay or not.

“I’m waiting, explain.”