Don’t Judge From A First Look

Poppy has been driving since she left home this morning, it’s now 2pm she thinks to herself next gas station/shop or anything remotely has drinks n food oohh n most importantly rest rooms as she chuckles at her self for a second. Just as she’d chuckled one yard infront of her drawing closer on the left hand side was what looks to be some kind of alcohol making place, with a big sigh she follows by saying “some alcohol place” WHAT Shaking her head ya might be able to cover the blonde hair, but u certainly can’t cover them dumb blond moments ha. It’s actually a vineyard mmmm I do like a bit of chilled wine rosee of course! She pulls in to a very abandoned looking what looks kind of a car park or use to be one “ what ever”. Poppet gets out of her jeep n no sooner she turns round from locking car door a rugged middle aged man who certainly doesn’t know about soap n personal hygiene is just stood staring at her. After she gets her voice back from a bit of a startol from the man . She says high my names poppey n puts her hand out yo shake , the man just stands there with a expression he’d never seen a young pretty girl before never mind a girl actually has not seen another living person for some years.