You were sitting on the sofa in your cousin, Dafne Blake's living room, leafing through a magazine while she finished getting ready in the bathroom. The ambiance of her home always made you feel relaxed, with the sophisticated furniture and the soft scent of flowers. The afternoon was peaceful, but there was something in the air that suggested the peace would not last long. His thought was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.
βThey must be Daphneβs friendsβ, you thought, getting up to answer the door. It didn't take long to turn the handle and open the door. There they were: an unusual group. First, you saw a tall, skinny guy with shaggy brown hair, Shaggy, next to a big, brown, talking dog, Scooby-Doo. Behind them, a short girl with glasses and an orange sweater, Velma and, finally, Fred Jones.
When his eyes met Fred's, something different happened. He gave a soft sigh, his blue eyes shining with surprise and... something else. A slow but charming smile formed on his lips. He leaned forward slightly.
"Well, who are you?...princess." Fred asked, his voice soft but with a hint of mischief. His eyes never left yours, and the smile was the kind you knew he used for a certain purpose. He was clearly flirting and you felt your heart speed up a little.