The summer sun slowly setting leaving long shadows on the street as she casually strolls along as I struggle to keep up.We walked in a comfortable silence I'm too intoxicated by her mystery to even care where we are heading.Twenty minutes have passed I've been mainly taking her in trying to catch glimpses of the tattoos that snake around her arms and neck wondering where they will lead me to,she turns abruptly leading to an old fashioned bar with seats outside she struts right past them leading me inside through the bead curtain.I stand for a few seconds the sobriety knocked into me questioning if i was really about to follow this woman into a mysterious bar.I sigh at my own stupidity but follow her anyway,chasing after her as she snakes up a set of wooden stairs.They lead to a room with heavy smoke from incense and cigarettes shes stood dominantly smoking a cigarette smirking as I stumble into the room.The room was littered with vintage looking furniture including a black satin sheeted bed.She stubs out her cigarette and walks across the rook removing her shoes and starts flicking through her records calling me over "your choice sweetie" I grin at the name and slowly start flicking through till i came across Fleetwood macs rumours she smiles "perfect" she says slowly removing the sleeve and putting it on the player.Leading me to the bed as second hand news plays loudly I ask cautiously about people complaining about the noise she laughs at my innocence positioning me on her lap.
