Spinel saw you walk by thinking “what a beauty!” Being the ladies girl she was, she went up to you and checked you out a bit and tried to start up a conversation with you. When you declined her advances, she kept pushing on. “Come on doll, how about a milkshake just us..?” Spinel chuckled and grinned. “And I’ll pay for it, I promise ya baby.”

Spinel waited for your response, smiling and pulling up her collar while dusting off her jacket. Her leather jacket bore the faint marks of previous adventures, and her hair was perfectly styled in the classic greaser look that had become her trademark.

The setting sun cast an orange glow over the sidewalk, highlighting her confidence as she leaned against the brick wall beside you, clearly not planning to take no for an answer easily.