experimental_d
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David and Emily were friends throughout school, not that close, it was their families being close that sustained the friendship, and at one point they did date although nothing more than a few nights out and playing at being boyfriend and girlfriend. Once they had both headed of to pursue their lives they lost contact. Today they would be reunited in Crowtons bar…
David: A successful lawyer currently in one of a string of unsuccessful relationships.
Age: 32
Looks: Delicate facial features overpowered by large deep brown eyes framed by small brown eyebrows. Clean shaven with short, styled brown hair, an element of grey betraying the stressful nature of his job. A slight scar to the left corner of his mouth, one of the many injuries picked up through sport.
Physique: A strong physical body, built up from years of playing rugby. He is less toned then he was when in his 20’s but retains the bulk of his muscle.
David loosened his tie as he stepped out of the revolving doors, the heat of the July sun buffeting his face as water droplets on his skin threatened to break out into a sweat. He could feel his already tanned skin consume the light rays and he slid his sunglasses onto his face, the world around him darkening a few shades. As he set off towards his flat a vibration alerted him to the presence of his phone, and he quickly slid it from his pinstriped trouser pocket. Sally flashed on the front of his phone, without a moments hesitation he sent it to voicemail and returned it to is place. He knew this relationship was coming to an end, he had been here many times before.
The hustle a bustle of the commuters was slower today, the heat sapping the energy from the workers. He was in no rush, it was Friday and the flat was his for the weekend, endless possibilities. He rounded the corner and started along Castle street, his flat at the far end, nestled amongst the tree lined street. He loved the closeness to his work, the idea that he could get home earlier, it of course meant he worked later. Lost in his own thoughts he arrived at the steps to his block, quicker than anticipated. The sun rebounded of the letterbox and even through his sunglass caught his eye. It was far too nice to be indoors.
He turned to cross the road, barely checking for traffic, this part of town was never busy. He waited as an old couple slowly meandered their way past him, and instead of going through the doors of Crowtons he darted to the side and straight into the beer garden taking a seat at one of the few remaining tables. Obviously everyone else had had the same idea. He caught Stuart’s eye and knew his regular drink would soon be on its way. He smoothed the paper on the table in front him, some of the ink remaining on his fingers, as the sun beamed down on the text. This was turning out to be a pleasant evening.
Engrossed in his paper he was startled when his drink arrived, he thanked Stuart before taking a quick sip, his thirst steadily becoming quenched. He pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head, leaned back basking in the sun, sighing to let the weeks stress out. He teased the back of his neck, the gym having taken its toll over the years, he stretched his legs out under the table, enjoying this moment of tranquility.The lady on the table next to him put her drink down a bit too roughly and the noise made David aware of her presence for the first time. She smiled a weak apologetic smile as David glanced over, he tried to muster up some sort of response quickly flashing his teeth. As he turned back to his paper a nagging thought appeared in his mind, he was sure he recognised the woman…
David: A successful lawyer currently in one of a string of unsuccessful relationships.
Age: 32
Looks: Delicate facial features overpowered by large deep brown eyes framed by small brown eyebrows. Clean shaven with short, styled brown hair, an element of grey betraying the stressful nature of his job. A slight scar to the left corner of his mouth, one of the many injuries picked up through sport.
Physique: A strong physical body, built up from years of playing rugby. He is less toned then he was when in his 20’s but retains the bulk of his muscle.
David loosened his tie as he stepped out of the revolving doors, the heat of the July sun buffeting his face as water droplets on his skin threatened to break out into a sweat. He could feel his already tanned skin consume the light rays and he slid his sunglasses onto his face, the world around him darkening a few shades. As he set off towards his flat a vibration alerted him to the presence of his phone, and he quickly slid it from his pinstriped trouser pocket. Sally flashed on the front of his phone, without a moments hesitation he sent it to voicemail and returned it to is place. He knew this relationship was coming to an end, he had been here many times before.
The hustle a bustle of the commuters was slower today, the heat sapping the energy from the workers. He was in no rush, it was Friday and the flat was his for the weekend, endless possibilities. He rounded the corner and started along Castle street, his flat at the far end, nestled amongst the tree lined street. He loved the closeness to his work, the idea that he could get home earlier, it of course meant he worked later. Lost in his own thoughts he arrived at the steps to his block, quicker than anticipated. The sun rebounded of the letterbox and even through his sunglass caught his eye. It was far too nice to be indoors.
He turned to cross the road, barely checking for traffic, this part of town was never busy. He waited as an old couple slowly meandered their way past him, and instead of going through the doors of Crowtons he darted to the side and straight into the beer garden taking a seat at one of the few remaining tables. Obviously everyone else had had the same idea. He caught Stuart’s eye and knew his regular drink would soon be on its way. He smoothed the paper on the table in front him, some of the ink remaining on his fingers, as the sun beamed down on the text. This was turning out to be a pleasant evening.
Engrossed in his paper he was startled when his drink arrived, he thanked Stuart before taking a quick sip, his thirst steadily becoming quenched. He pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head, leaned back basking in the sun, sighing to let the weeks stress out. He teased the back of his neck, the gym having taken its toll over the years, he stretched his legs out under the table, enjoying this moment of tranquility.The lady on the table next to him put her drink down a bit too roughly and the noise made David aware of her presence for the first time. She smiled a weak apologetic smile as David glanced over, he tried to muster up some sort of response quickly flashing his teeth. As he turned back to his paper a nagging thought appeared in his mind, he was sure he recognised the woman…