Muse: Hailey Open: Males Plot: Based On
The redhead skated over to the table rather clumsily, whoever's idea it was to do "Sock hop Fridays" was just cruel. She was honestly surprised she hadn't snapped an ankle yet. Hailey stopped, having to reach out and use the edge of the booth for support, or what she thought was the edge of the booth, instead she ended up grabbing one of the men's shoulders and a bright blush came to her cheeks. "Oh! I'm sorry." she apologized, before a small embarrassed smile lifted the corners of her lips. "I'm Hailey, I'll be your server today. Can I get you guys something to drink?"













