Amaryllis
My eyes scanned the restaurant as we entered. It was a casual spot that was obviously a popular location among the locals. It was busy but not overcrowded as we looked for our group. Rorick tapped me, and I looked up at him to see his gaze looking across the room. I followed to see Annmarie waving to us, half standing from her seat as she sported a huge grin. I smiled back as we made our way over.
Mel’s hair was in a loose French braid that hung over her shoulder. She sported her typical makeup with some smoky eyes and lip gloss, but was wearing a loose pink skirt and white blouse. Mel was in ripped jeans and a baggy T-shirt that really showed off her ink. Her arm had vines with flowers crawling up it in vivid colors. Her hair was loose down her back as her eyes looked up at Ro
