***Ella***
We are currently driving downtown, I recognise the area from a time when my Dad picked me up from school and took me on a drive.
“We’re here” Zane Parked at the side of a building ,
I thought I could hear a faint sound of music nearby as I climbed out of the car.
“Zane where are we...?”
Walking around the corner I found myself standing right outside a pub !
A handful of men were congregating outside surrounded by a cloud of smoke, I looked up and see a bright red sign “The Anchor”.
I didn’t actually think Zane was being serious ? I Certainly didn’t visit this part of town with my Dad...
“We can’t go in there, am not 18 and I thought we were going for icecream” I beg trying to put up a protest
Zane just laughed putting a hand on my back pushing me gently forward
