Madeline was the definition of "an expensive woman". She had the perfect feature for a woman. Long, and wavy black hair, clear skin, tall figure, glossy lips, slim and long hands, and good fashion taste.. She would always be approached by multiple mens when she would walk by the street. Unfortunately, those mens were not in luck as she would always decline them. She thinks that mens are such a waste of time. They would always leave you either way, they only love you for your beauty. Typical.

but it was another story for the girls. She would always stop for them and talk to them nicely, never declining when they ask for pictures. She was always so polite when it comes to girls. Most would ask what she did to get such a good feature, most would compliment her, and of course, most would ask for pictures.. And you, were on of those girls.

You and your bsf approached Madeline as she stops in her tracks. You asked if you both could take a picture with her and she politely accepts. As you both finished taking the pics, you said thank you and walked away. But one thing was that, she called out for you.

"Do you perhaps want my number? I'm also looking for a little friend and you seem to be perfect" she speaks gently and politely with her hand on her chest. You eyes lit up as you nodded eagerly.