[Log - Young ones]

[1948tucker]

[RP log set in New Orleans. Fifteen year old Mollie-Sue, E.L and Ainsley meet up for an important discussion.]

"Ainsley asked me to meet him here, but I don't see him nowhere." E.L frowned as Mollie-Sue and he lingered on the bridge. It was one of their favorite haunts right there with the weeping willows drawn about them like stage curtains. Mollie-Sue hadn't never been to Louisiana City Park, neither. E.L sure hoped his buddy didn't mind him bringing a girl along. The day was too pretty to pass up on improving the view with a real pretty face.

"He ain't usually late."

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[ainsley_wheeler]

In that moment, Mollie-Sue was about as far away from Sheena Edwards as any girl could be. But that didn't keep Ainsley's mind from wondering. Now he couldn't stop thinking about what any girl'd be like in the sack, Mollie-Sue included, which added a whole other layer of guilt to the unfolding mess considering Mollie-Sue was as good at E.L.'s girl.

Ainsley stared long and hard at them both, his lips pursed into a tight line of consideration, the strain in his posture obvious enough to behold as he folded his arms tightly across his chest. He squinted in the ensuing silence, then blew out a great thrust of air that flapped his lips like an engine roaring to life. But really, it was the sound of defeat.

He turned away and cleared his throat, looking around, then down at the pond. "So I mighta uh... made it with a... girl last night."