[M]y [P]ersonal soldier boy
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“A walk, hmm” without a seconds thought, she slid of the stool and began to head towards the door trying to keep her head low and not notice other people. It was always the case when she interacted with others; she seemed to draw unnecessary attention, not that having bright red hair did anything to help her blend into her surroundings. Peeking up, she flashed the other a somewhat shy look. “Sounds good to me” and with that she pushed forward and exited the pub. Pausing outside to feel the cool nights breeze and was pleased to see the streets emptier than usual.

She turned when she heard the door open and close behind her, lifting her eyes to look up at the other. “Talk about one heck of a coincidence.” Which was a understatement; just as she chooses to return to that particular bar, he happened to have been there too. “What brings you all the way down here, or was it up for you?” shrugging, she decided it didn’t matter which it was, “Didn’t have you pegged for a local here” she explained, for no apparent reason.


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