She rummages through her purse and deposits a number of coins into the receptacle. When she gets back, she's wearing a grin on her face. “What?” I am simply interested in knowing more.
“Nothing. She shrugs and says, I just like this place." "I'm happy that you're the one who led me to this place."
"Me too." The other option irritates me to no end.
When lunchtime rolls around, Mandy doesn't even pretend that she's going to enjoy what she's eating. The cheeseburger and the milkshake are two of the girl's favorite foods. I'm not used to being like this. The primary reason for this is that this is not the kind of establishment that I would bring any of my other companions to, but another reason is that they always order salads and eat very little.
I find it entertaining to watch her eat wh
