When nothing Carly had done prompted Trevor to ask her out she decided that she needed to do something drastic. So today, she tried to do something t...o show him that she liked him, that she wanted him to come to her. So this evening as he was closing up, she walked up to the stand. She snagged a magazine from the rack after flirting a bit, then started walking away. “Carly are you going to pay for that?” Trevor had asked with a smile. “That depends,” she had said, making him raise an eyebrow.. Now then same deal. What's your decision?" There were a few moments that only the screams of the leader could be heard then the nine remaining started to fire at Alan again. Alan sadly shook his head killing four of them with a blast of energy. The remaining five tried to run and would have made it but Alan caught four of them effectively crushing them. The last flashed out Alan just shook his head, he might as well prepare for the Lobrits that he knew would be coming soon. Alan had already. .. not talking about it ... would make it worse. Just increase the tension," she said."Yeah. Yeah, you could be right. But that's just the way it is ... Used to be, my Dad told me, even the radio and TV guys, covering the game!... They wouldn't say anything! Everybody -- even outsiders like that -- was afraid of being the one who brought it down. But that was kind of nutty, Dad told me, because, if the announcers didn't tell their audience, well then, how could they even know about it? How. It was a hot day now. His walk to the local shops took him past the little park, where he could see some of the girls from his college lolling on the grass, chatting and laughing, soaking up the sun in their crop tops and shorts. He walked a little slower. Some of them were soaking up the sun in their boob tubes and skimpy hot pants. Some sat in the shade of the spinney, reading. They all looked so good. He continued to the next corner, where the line of shops included the small general store..