Some Drafts (3)

The group sighed reaching the lit up district, from a distant you could see the dark Van in a nearby parking lot. Jack scratched his ears bothered by the bellitling shouts that filled the area, everywhere you see was covered in some kind on mineral.

They walked till exhaustion before landing in a fine cafe.

They searched around the menu, trying to find the least expensive item. Brett was quick to find it, showing off the dollar 1.23 french fries, which was way better than the regular gas prices. Snake called over the waiter, greeting the women by a warm smile.

Sai sneaked a glance before turning his head, jealous of the natural way he started a converstation.