Today was a good day, with the sun -actually, it was not really good with the unreasonableness of the sun and the temperature it was bringing in those periods-.
Anyway, it was the beginning of August, in the morning, a little after nine. It was the time when the sun was up there, but not up enough to make the day hellish.
In one of the luxurious hotels in Los Angeles, the one in which Lucas and Estrella have been staying, the relaxed couple left one of the elevators that just reached the lobby.
With hand in hand signifying their relationship, Estrella was wearing a pair of sandals on her feet, showing her painted toes, with a sundress, white in color, staying simple but beautiful like a wind fairy when her dress mischievously danced along with her free hair.
As for Lucas, he had an open dark red shirt with black squares showing the long sleeves white t-shirt he wore beneath along with beige shorts and a pair of sneakers.
