The Flirt and the Machine

           Luhan is walking along the sidewalk in the city he happens to be passing through after he awoke up from his so called beauty rest. Luhan doesn’t like to stay long in populated areas because his antlers or (as he puts it) holy prince crown might attract unwanted attention and boy how Luhan loves the attention. How does he remedy his deer problems? The answer; he doesn’t! Luhan is one smart cookie, if he can er any girl into bringing him home to a nice place to stay and good food, he has nothing to worry about.

           Saying Luhan is hungry is an understatement, HE IS UTTERLY STARVING. 

           “Food stand?” Luhan reads a sign. It's a small fast food restaurant. Luhan’s wheels start to turn in his head devising a plan to trick the manager into giving him free food. Like a ninja Luhan pokes his head into the windows, a couple instantly notices and closes the blinds in his face, “aish people these days.”

            He moves to the next window, he peeks inside. “A girl… Working at the counter, this should be easy,” Luhan starts to giggle uncontrollably like a mad doctor. He walks in like he owns the place and smoothly slides to the register where the girl is standing.

            “Hello,” he says in an oh-so y voice.

            “Hi,” the girl says flatly, “what will it be?”

            “Let’s see give me a number one combo with a large drink,” he makes his eyes extra big, you know for added effect. The girl does not give a hint of giving in; just a simple, “$7.50, please.” 

             How insulting does she not know