Snippet #1826288

Harlen was watching the woman for a moment until she got sucked in by a wave, minutes later she popped up. Another strange thought bounced into his head, but it was interrupted by the woman's dog bounding up to her. He puts out his hand for the dog to sniff and scratches her ear a bit. He puts his cigarette out and kneels down until the woman comes over, tries to call her dog... "Gingie" and then she makes her way till she's right in front of Harlen.

Harlen raises an eyebrow as she began introducing herself.

"Sorry about my pup, mate. She tends to be a bit on the... friendly to the point of annoying side. I'm Stefany."

The name striking a subconscious chord in his head, but he shakes it off.

Stefany...

He puts his black leather glove hand out and shakes hers firmly, "Harlen..." He pauses, did he have a last name...

Odd for someone not to have a last name, now that he thought about it. But to be honest, he didn't remember much past the age of fifteen anyway. It was a blur, his parents, his family. Everything. He mentally shrugs it off and clicks his tongue -- a habit of his -- and nods to her.

"It's nice to meet you, Stefany." The name tingles on his lips, but once again he ignores it, "You have a very nice dog."