Destiny would recognize that red hair anywhere but honestly would there be anybody in town who wouldn’t? Though since she met the girl, she had secretly vowed never to dye her hair that color again. How could she when it was done so well by someone else? It’d be embarrassing. Des still had the other colors in her wheelhouse. She didn’t recognize whoever the girl was talking to but it didn’t matter because Destiny was about to steal all their attention.
“Hey,” Des smiled, suddenly thinking about how she only really had two friends who were girls and how awkward she was about being friends with them. “Bar cart is around the corner - wanna grab a drink?” @peytonainsworth














