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Location: Home then to Vanessa's diner
Time: 12:30 PM
Interacting with: Vanessa, Alyssa (soon?) and Riley
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Kimberly allowed herself a momentary soak in the sun as she walked into town. It was August and that meant burning away the days and enjoying her dwindling free days. However, instead of chilling with her friends, getting her workout in, and whatever else she opted to spend her time doing, this week was a nice kink in the ritual. A trip with her friends.

Finding herself in front of Vanessa's cafe, Kimberly checked herself in the window. Rocking a pair of skinny jeans and a white blouse, Kimberly gave her hair a slight tussle as she readjusted her curls. Satisfied with how she looked, she pushed open the door as wonderful promises of delectable food assailed her senses. She had deliberately skipped out on her dad's venison, which was a shame. Papa Thatcher knew how to work a grill and the spit. Kimberly made him promise to keep her some for later tonight. She had a monster appetite.

Resting her sun glasses on the top of her head, Kimberly felt a smile creep across her face. Kimberly waved at Vanessa. "Hey," she said. Kimberly didn't want to interrupt the customer action going on there. Making a beeline towards Riley, Kimberly took a seat at the counter. "Ri-ri! I guess deciding to come here for lunch was the right decision after all. Did you just get here?" Kimberly reached for her phone. "I should give Lyssa a call. Get the trifecta together. Papa Thatcher was making venison when I dipped. The look on his face was to die for! I'll snapchat a pic if there's a next time."