"He looks like an Asian, maybe from the Gregner too," Britney Morgan stared at the man's back, "Should we ask for his contact information?"
Violet Hall rolled her eyes, "Could you not be so lovesick?"
"But he's really handsome, and he can also fly a helicopter, hitting all my aesthetic sweet spots."
Violet Hall pushed Britney Morgan a bit, "Then you go ask for his contact info."
She shrank back, wimping out, "I don't dare."
"Typical!"
Violet Hall went straight after him.
It wasn't long before she came back.
Britney Morgan asked eagerly, "Did you go ask for his phone number?"
"Yeah."
"So, did he give it to you?"
Violet Hall shrugged, "He said he doesn't have a cell phone."
"..."
Such a half-hearted excuse for rejection.
"Handsome guys are really untouchable." Britney Morgan reluctantly took her gaze back, only to find Harper Bennett in a daze, "Harper."
She snapped back to reality, "Huh?"
"What are you daydreaming about? Were you mesmerized too?"
