Plot 2

Scenario:

Freja, thin wears braces, loves G&T
Wearing a fringed leather biker jacket
Christian, tall, handsome, grey hair
He is feeling guilty that he has stolen the heart of another woman
The object is a sports car
she is feeling girlish and shy

Freja, the heroine of the piece is sitting in a bar, flustered as the straw for her G&T keeps getting stuck in her braces. she is wearing a fringed leather biker jacket, miles too big for her. She is hoping it will give her false confidence. she is waiting for something, someone, and keeps blushing, looking round furtively.

A flash car pulls up and Christian, the man she has been talking to online gets out and walks towards the door. He looks exactly like his picture, only 10 years older. he has definitely stretched the truth somewhat. He is looking anxious. He spots her, smiles, and makes his way over to the table.

She fights the urge to run away. There's a chance he could be old enough to be her dad. A good looking version of her dad mind you. She wonders at what point she can suggest hair dye to him. Aware of the fact that her thoughts are getting more random she smiles at him. Its like talking to an old friend, maybe it won't be so bad after all. All those long nights chatting had really made her want to fall for him.

He broke her out of her revere. I have something to confess he says. Her mood takes a turn for the worse. I'm married, with two kids, but I have really fallen for you. I've left her a note, my bags are in the car, and I thought I could move in with you.

She is shocked, at the betrayal, and at the grey hair, his age is back in the equation. 'Sod off' she says. She takes one last sip of her drink whilst standing and storms out of the bar, to the strains of 'what do you mean sod off, I love you..."

6 months later, Freja is on a beach with her new beau Dave. Christian is in couples therapy.

Plots 1

Scenario: guilty woman, Pointlessly angry, hungry and tired

Everything is against me. I've been waiting for ages. I shouldn't have left her there, but I was feeling so unreasonable. What if she dies. what if I die. I feel like I've been walking for days. if only she hadn't questioned my map reading skills.

I shouldn't have walked off. I was just hot, tired and feeling a bit wound up. I suppose she does have the compass. I still have the map though. No signal on my phone, so I can't ring her. Bloody woman, more trouble than she's worth. I didn't want to go on a 10 mile hike anyway. Although, I think she probably realises this now.

I wonder if we will talk again? We will have to talk again at least once so that i can check that she is still alive!

...and she has the sandwiches, hang on, is that a mirage, or do I spy a sign of civilisation over there. And is there a possibility that I see a swinging pub sign? Heaven, maybe i will find her there...