Lucy had made her way back to the group so I took my eyes off of her, picked up the drinks and made my way towards her friend sitting alone at their table. The closer I moved to the table, the more I realised just how attractive this girl was; her hair was a light brunette with faint streaks of blonde, she had dazzling eyes (though I couldn’t tell the colour because of the lack of light in the club), a nose that fit perfectly with her face and gorgeous lips that I couldn’t help but imagine kissing. “You look like you could use some company.” I say as I approach the table and offer her the drink “Can I join you?”
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As I’m walking along a dimly lit London street a wry smile comes across my face as I look to the clear night sky and see the stars and a bright moon. My attire consists of polished leather shoes, slim dark jeans with a black leather belt and a crisp, white, slim fitting shirt. I accept the last half of a cigarette from a mate, take a final drag, drop it to the floor and stamp it out. I stop to look at my reflection in a shop window, run a hand over my short, gel-slicked, dark blonde hair and straighten my collar. I catch up with my friends and we carry on to our destination.