She has been sat there so long she did not realise how numb her behind had come or that if she only looked a little to the left she would see figure at peering at her. On the plus side her dress had practically dried leaving a slightly darker line where the dirt at settled in the fabric. Amelie has taken to inspecting this rubbing off as much dirt as she can before she gives up from the tedious task saying something about washing it later. It is then that something flies within her field of vision causing Amelie to jump up from her perch. She stares at the stranger taking in his distance listening to her heat that had began to flutter uncontrollably in her chest begin to slow and return to it steady rhythm.

Amelie allows him to speak first she returns his smile with a grin of her own eyes sparkling with it. “Hello. You gave me a freight!” A giggle escapes her as she takes a few steps closer to the stranger oblivious to the curse that could be affecting him or anyone. It is then that she realises he has about the same colour eyes as her “Our eyes match! Well nearly” She knows its not that amazing to point out and she knows most people would just makes a mental note but Amelie doesn’t care she sees no harm in pointing it out.

Now that she has taken the time to actually look at him she sees like her he is also pale but there is also a strange glow about him. Curiosity strikes her causing her to stare a bit to long at the exposed skin realising what she is doing Amelie blinks quickly moving her head up slightly to look once again at the strangers face. Then she notices the cigarette her forehead creases slightly in disapproval but then quickly smoothes out. Amelie now flings out her spindly hand. “I’m Amelie. Pleased to meet you”

Amelie*