Two young men stood in the shadow of the trees bordering the food stands. One was blond and fair skinned, his slim and muscled frame dressed in a long striped tank top, and baggy cargo shorts. His friend next to him had dark hair and a light tan, dressed in a simple red t-shirt, and dark jeans.
Whats taking him so long? wondered the dark haired one, as he turned to look back at the gates. Both towered high above the crowd flowing past them into the fair, giving them an easy view of their surroundings. The blond one shrugged without a response, scanning the tents spread before him, his eyes squinted using his hand as a shield from the bright sun.
Ben! shouted the dark haired one, waving his arm in the air, showing off rippling muscle. A third young man jogged over to them, dressed in a long blue t-shirt and baggy basketball shorts. He scratched at his tousled brown hair. Dude, Derek, she gave me her number! he said with a grin. To further prove his point he held out a scrap of paper proudly.
Whats taking him so long? wondered the dark haired one, as he turned to look back at the gates. Both towered high above the crowd flowing past them into the fair, giving them an easy view of their surroundings. The blond one shrugged without a response, scanning the tents spread before him, his eyes squinted using his hand as a shield from the bright sun.
Ben! shouted the dark haired one, waving his arm in the air, showing off rippling muscle. A third young man jogged over to them, dressed in a long blue t-shirt and baggy basketball shorts. He scratched at his tousled brown hair. Dude, Derek, she gave me her number! he said with a grin. To further prove his point he held out a scrap of paper proudly.