Eryn sighed and sat back in her chair, brown eye shadow covered eyelids now visible. Her water was sat down before her but the clear plastic Coca Cola cup was so wet she didn't dare pick it up. It seemed as if they ran more water on the outside of it rather than the inside where it belonged. It was full of huge pieces of ice. Ah, one reason why she didn't come here often. The place was remarkably busy so she came here only on days like this; a Thursday. Nothing big would happen today. It was the day after the Fourth of July and no fireworks would be going on today. All Eryn had done yesterday was protest in front of a fireworks sales facility because they sold the dangerous products to teenagers. But that wasn't the issue. The problem was that the irresponsible and cruel teenagers often set the fireworks off and directed them toward animals. Thus, Super Eryn to the rescue. She was dedicated, to put it nicely. Others would say she was an incompetent, stubborn liberal that thought she knew everything and was obsessed with being different.

As she sat in the booth, she heard soft foot steps padding their way over to her table. Eryn sat up and opened her eyes, resituating herself. One of her lean, toned legs was folding beneath her bum as she sat with her elbows on the table. She looked like a child mainly because of her small stature. Her smokey blue eyes fell upon Dorian Lexington, cute boy number two. That's what she referred to the twins as: Cute boy number one and number two. However, she'd never tell them this. Instead, she'd sit back and tell them what every boy wanted to hear. This includes you're so unique; that's refreshing, your arms look bigger than last time, and of course the favorite, I want you. Now write a side note that she'd never say the last one, even if he was an absolutely drop dead gorgeous vegetarian boy with an adorable name to match his persona. At his words, she smiled. Her heart fluttered a bit as he sat down in front of her. She wasn't sure what he was getting at; whether he wanted sex or a conversation--maybe both. "Yeah. You," Eryn responded, her soft voice filling the air with a much more feminine tone than Dorian's. Of course she hadn't actually been waiting for him but she liked to mess with boys. It was as fun as going to a carnival. "So how have you been, Lexi?" she asked curiously. She'd named him this utmost masculine name--note the sarcasm--because she learned his last name before his first name and she always gave people nicknames. Thus, Lexi had come about.

Eryn smiled and folded her other leg beneath her body alongside the left one. As he removed his phone, she removed hers as well although it wasn't ringing. She scrolled down the missed call list and sighed before shoving it back into her pocket. Calling desperate people was the last thing on her mind right now. Instead, she'd rather talk to the adorable man in front of her. At his say, she smiled lightly. Even though he was a lot older than her and she barely knew him, she couldn't help but blush at his sailor mouth. It was so cute in her opinion.

When he questioned her, she smiled. She was an unusual girl so of course she wouldn't clal him Dory. "I'm well," she replied, her hands now being wrung in her lap. She took a deep breath and released, wetting her lips before speaking again. "No, it's fine. I like the company," Eryn cooed somewhat awkwardly. She looked down at her hands and then across the table at him until her food arrived. "Want some?" she asked, scooting the bowl to the middle of the small table. She put a bit of salt and pepper on it before taking a small, embarassed bite of it. The poor girl was scared out of her mind just because he was a boy. Well, that was a switch from outgoing Ashlyn.

Trust me, little Eryn was very fond of bad boys and a dirty mouth never bothered her. Ashlyn cursed about every other word. It was often difficult to understand her because she would say the F word more often than anything else in the English language. She was fascinated with different dialects and languages. Dorian's accent intrigued her infinitely. It was refreshing when you lived with people that spoke in the same fashion as everyone else around you. She liked people that were different. They spiced things up and were quite inspiring when you think about it. Hell, they have the gull to be unique when most people aren't. She liked that a lot about Dorian.

When he denied the food, she pulled it back and placed the bowl in her lap as she took small bites of it after chewing a few seconds longer than usual. She didn't want to seem like a total pig, which Ashlyn was. That girl ate like someone was going to take it away from her. Dorian's voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked up at him and swallowed the food, grinning as her cheeks turned another light shade of pink at his choice of a pet name. "I've been trying to find someone interesting to speak with, which I think I've just found," she responded as she dropped her face again to go on eating her barley and vegetables. Would he catch on that she thought he was insanely cute? She hoped not. "And what about yourself, Dorian?" Eryn asked, looking up at him as she chewed which was being carried out much more carefully than usual. God forbid she look as hungry as she felt. Haha, skinny ass.

Eryn smiled at his response, offering a slight giggle as well as she finished chewing her bite of the food. After swallowing, she took a napkin out of the dispenser and wrapped it around the plastic cup that was still soaked. The weak paper instantly became soaked. Groaning, she wrapped a few more napkins around it and picked it up, taking a sip out of it before setting it back down. "Poor animals. One of my brother's friends put a firecracker in their bum and lit it. It was horrible," she mentioned, grimacing as she thought of the animal blowing up.

Sighing, Eryn went back to eating her food. After just a few minutes she was through and set her bowl on the table along with seven dollars for the bill. She definately stiffed them though because the service was horrible, nevermind how busy the restaurant was today. She stood up and looked over at Dorian with an innocent smile on her face. "Shall we go to the park?" she asked, nibbling at her bottom lip almost nervously. He had the boyish good looks that were hard to come by these days. Actually, he wasn't her type at all, yet somehow he seemed to have a hold on her. She wasn't sure why but wanted to find out.