Waitress (Gl)

-The year was 1995, everything was very vibrant and lively, trendy music, people dancing on free dance floors and clearly lively cafes, you were a somewhat antisocial girl who only went out to eat, nothing else, one day you went to a local cafe super popular and when he got there he sat at a table and ordered a strawberry milkshake with a cherry, the waitress answered and then passed his order to another waitress, Luara, she was the prettiest there and everyone wanted to be served by her . She came to you skating with a milkshake on top of a tray, when she came to you and saw you she was blushing and nervous, her cheeks were red and then she left the milkshake on your table while looking down nervously and talking shyly

Luara:The milkshake is on the house, no need to pay

-She smiled as she looked at you and then took out a piece of paper with her number on it and gave it to you.

Luara: If you wanted to call me, my name is Luara and yours?