[OPEN] Oh, hello there [OPEN]

[drew jones]

Drew winced. She could feel her wings wanting to stretch. "Ah, well that's better than no family." She lifted the smoke to her mouth and took another drag. A chill ran down her spine, making her readjust her position on the wall. Before flicking the ash off on to the ground, Drew studied the half smoked cigarette. It was better then she expected it to be, though it wasn't something she wanted to make a habit of. A horse voice, and the smell of smoke wasn't a good way of picking up guys. Another twitch went through her body.

"Mind if I stretch?" Drew asked, but before Jacob had time to reply she was already off the wall stretching her arms out wide and then her black wings stretched from her shoulder blades. It didn't matter to her if it scared the boy off, at least now she was comfortable. Her arms crossed, "Hmm.." Her tongue traced her lips, tasting the nicotine that had been left behind. "Any secrets?" Of course she was wondering if the boy had a secret like her, not an actual secret.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob blinked in surprise, then smiled. "Fallen angel eh?" He breathed, chuckling. when she asked about secrets he gazed at her. Green eyes flashed, becoming more canine, and when he smiled, the action was briefly more wolfish, teeth longer. "Werewolf."

He leaned up against the wall again. "And ah, my fault my dad's dead but, that's another story.." He chewed on the tip of the cigarette thoughtfully before coughing, clearing his throat and licking at his lips.

[drew jones]

"Yeah, Heaven just wasn't the place for me." Drew flicked the burnt cigarette away from her and watched as Jacob showed off his wolfish features, which added to the sexy scale Drew put people on. "Very nice. The rest of your family a werewolf? Or just you?" She questioned, he was an interesting fellow. He was one of the first werewolf she had ran into, the first wasn't very nice.

"Interesting, maybe some other time you could tell me about that story." Drew leaned her shoulder up against the wall and watched as he chewed on his cigarette. "But if you do, we should pick a different place then behind a library." Her fingers whisped her hair back, a habit of hers. She couldn't stand when it was in her eyes, and she never really liked when others had hair in front of their eyes either. They were harder to read when they did.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob chuckled faintly. "Ah, my father was. My mother's human, my brothers are all half, so yeah." He leaned back, smiling faintly her way. "If we every get around to that story. I don't much talk about it." He shrugged, stretching some.

"So, how about you..? Any current family or not?" Green eyes flicked back towards her again, searching her face curiously.

[drew jones]

Drew smiled lightly. "Hmm.." She let her mind run with plenty of stories she imagined that could of happened with Jacob, but none seemed satisfying enough. Her lips twitched at his question. She had family, but none were around. They were either in heaven or had moved away from here before she had been kicked out of heaven. Then there were friends, and you would think such a pretty girl would have some, but no. Other girls don't seem to like her flirtatious ways.

"Nope. Just me, unless I happen to run into someone new." Drew paused, "But I never seem to keep up with them as much. They never stayed interesting before." She smiled, and placed a hand in her pocket of her leather jacket.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob nodded. "Ah, a loner," He teased softly, staring at his burned down cigarette. He dropped it on the ground, crushing it with the toe of his shoe. "Do you wanna, I dunno, go get a coffee with me or something?" He questioned, looking back over at her again.

[drew jones]

Drew laughed softly, and gave a sweet smile. "Oh, sounds great. I needed a break anyway." Her voice was soft, and she stepped back as her wings retracted underneath her skin. With a small turn, she headed for the door and opened it, letting Jacob pass through first. Drew lead him to the front of the library, grabbing a bag on her way past the corner. "Coffee sound good to you?" She asked and slipped the books out of his hand and into the bag. She held the bag out for him to take, before turning and flipping the open sign over to the close side.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob smiled faintly. "Sure does," He breathed, taking the bag and waiting for her to close up before leading her over to his truck. "It's not the nicest thing but hey, beats walking." Holding the passenger side door open, he waited for her to get in before setting his bag on the bench seat in the back and closing the door, rounding the corner and climbing in on the drivers side.

He started up the truck, looking over his shoulder as he back ed out of the lot and headed up the street a little ways to the coffee shop, shutting off the truck and taking his keys, getting out and again rounding to the other side of the truck to help her out.

[drew jones]

She followed out to the truck, and happily climbed in. "It's very room though. My car's small." She replied and looked over to the silver eclipse, before looking around his truck more. It seemed pretty old. Drew played with her hands as he climbed into the truck and started it. He drove down the street, parking at the coffee shop. "Aren't you just a gentlemen." She played softly as he opened the door for her once again. She reached out and grabbed his shoulder to get down, holding on a bit longer then needed before letting go. Drew smiled, and turned to walk toward the coffee shop door. She quickly slipped inside and order a coffee before turning around to see if Jacob had followed her in.

"So, how do you like your coffee?" Drew smirked as he came in the door. Hers was made and now she was adding sugar. The smell of coffee played at her nose, and a delightful smile crossed her face. She then stepped aside to let Jacob order.

[jacob roefaux gryffon]

Jacob chuckled at her comment after locking up the truck, and he followed her inside. She already had her coffee and he smirked., leaned against the counter. "Ah, a twenty-four ounce please. Black."

The young woman behind the counter smiled at him and began to get his coffee, casting glances at him every now and then. Finally she gave it over and he handed her the cash, following her to a table.