Disappointment radiates from the burger, and it appears to shake its head. Or at least what would be its head if it wasn't just a burger.
The sound of a door opening catches both of your attentions, and the burger disappears over the railing.
Heather walks up to you, her hair tied back in a ponytail. She's wearing the same boots from yesterday, but her jeans look darker and she's wearing a hoodie instead of a blazer now. Beneath her hoodie, you can see a bright yellow t shirt.
Absolutely stunning.
She offers a coy smile. "Well, Default, are you ready to go?"
You're taken aback by her beauty and all of your linguistic prowess escapes you. Surely your awkwardness isn't your charm, so you better do something quick before things get weird.
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