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Tessandra
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November 7 2008, 11:27 AM
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- Posts:
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- October 31, 2008
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Tessandra pushed open the door to the pub. Just over 21, she wore faded jeans, silver heels and a silver halterneck, the neck of which dipped down to just above her stomach, a small silver strap halfway down holding the two sides close together to protect her modesty. Her hair was pinned up in a messy bun, her fringe and a lock of hair on each side of her face spiraling down to frame her face. A black biker jacket hung open, and a black messenger bag was slung across her torso. She walked over to the bar, smiling at the barman, "Hey," she said, in a Yorkshire/English accent, "can I have some red wine? Something light,", sliding her ID out of her purse as she did, a battered black thing. She looked around at the quiet bar, and smiled to herself, shaking her head. She waited for her drink, thanked the barman and turned round.
"Hey. Guys?" Her face was slightly pitying, slightly bemused, "I'm Tess. And this is a bar. Don't you guys socialise in this country?". She took a sip, not wanting to grin, as that would make her seem leering, but not wanting to look sharp either. She hoped they wouldn't take offense. She came here for a night out, not to go to a library!
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