[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]

Ainsley bit his bottom lip, tugging it thoughtfully between his teeth, and his eyes grew wide with a frenzy of thoughts. Was she right? Would Sheena have said something by now? He was saying something. He shouldn't be saying something. He shouldn't kiss and tell. That ain't right... right?

He barely felt E.L.'s encouraging backrub, he was so far off in his own head. Space Cadet Ainsley, at your service.