The bell above the cafe door chimed softly as their fifth companion entered.
A soft breeze followed in her wake, her hair fluttering in the wind for a small instant.
Conversations faltered for the briefest moment.
Heads turned and gazes shifted towards the attractive woman.
At 5'4, Allisa Thorne was quite the stunning woman.
Her unusually pale skin only added to her charm, drawing attention to her like a an otherworldly siren.
Her long dark-camel coat swayed with her stride, catching the afternoon light in smooth folds.
Glossy black hair, parted cleanly to one side, shifted to a vivid green halfway down a streak of color that seemed to pulse with life against the muted tones of the little café.
Her eyes lazily swept over the room.
Thevwhole cafe instantly buzzed with murmurs.
" Who is she?"
" Do you think she's alone?"
" Dude you don't have a chance with such beauty, keep dreaming."
Others silently prayed, e wb to hods they didn't know.
