Originally posted by: Ulfwald
Saturday night my wife and I took our son to Wendys for dinner, he loves the fries and frosty.
As we were leaving, a "young girl" comes in the door with nothing but a backpack, and wearing what appeared to be pajammas, and a wet sweater. My wife and I noticed that she came to the counter, got some ice water, and asked if she could sit in the lobby and warm up.
So, being the type of person I am, I buy her a meal, and talk to her a bit. Turns out she is running from an abusive boyfriend, and is tryiong to get home to Washington state, and she is 22 years old.
So after getting her a hot meal, and talking to her, we leave, but are still concerned for her. If we had not been in my truck, we would have given her a ride to the airport, because supposedly her mother had a ticket at the counter waiting on her.
And before you undersexed teen pimple farmers ask, I do not have any PICS. and she was not that "hawt" to begin with.