It was a hot day as Lance walked slowly under the hot sun that was hanging in the sky. In the middle of the desert , where sand was dry and hard to tread on but not too hot as it would burn your feet.
A cool breeze passed by him as he made his way through the streets of the village with his hands buried into his pockets. He was wearing a blue tank top and cargo shorts.
The shorts were short enough that his legs could be seen, but they weren't showing much skin. A long sleeved red v neck shirt completed the look. The weather was nice today, but he had wanted to wear more clothes to cover up his bare arms.
He turned down a street when he saw someone coming out of their house at the end of the street. He stopped walking and watched them make their way toward him. As she got closer, he recognized her and smiled, making eye contact with her.
