Molly was watching the family walk out of sight when the gentleman approached. He looked young, with bright silver hair that could only come from dyeing. Something about him seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place him. She raised her eyebrows at him, a slight smile playing across her lips, when he spoke. His voice was mesmerizing, quiet and low in a way that pulled you in closer so you could hear. It was a moment before his words registered in her mind, as she had been thinking about his voice, like the biggest dork in the world. If she had been prone to blushing, she might have, but as it was she just gave the man a confused look. [b]"Are you the official town matchmaker?"[/b] She asked with a chuckle, but she gazed past him at the person he had pointed out. 
The boy blended into the darkness, and it took her eyes a few seconds to focus in on him. There was something quite mysterious about the way his face was hidden, and she did want to know what he looked like. This was the weirdest wing-man play she had ever experienced, but she wanted to play along. She nodded wordlessly at the man before her, and scratched the dog's ear before she left them. As she neared the boy, she saw more of him. Pale skin, a flash of orange hair, the glint of glasses.
[b]"Hello."[/b] She said, as she knelt onto the ground, ignoring the wet that seeped through her jeans. [b]"I'm Molly, and I was told to introduce myself to you."[/b] Her smile was big and sincere. It was about time she made a real effort to make friends.

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