Leovost

You enter through the glass doors and a rush of cool air encompasses your body. The sun leaks through the glass ceiling tiles and you almost feel like you’re walking at the bottom of the ocean. An array of scents of fried foods and the sounds of echoed music being pumped through high up speakers tickle your senses. Your shoulders loosen up and you breathe a little easier as you’re distracted by the ambience. The local mall was the place you decided to meet up. It seemed like a nice place for a first date; open, chill, and not too fancy. There were no real expectations here. The place was empty besides a few other older couples and a group of elderly women all gabbing about their next stop. It was early on a Wednesday, so not many people were crowding the mall, which was perfect. It would give you time to focus on your date rather than worrying about anyone else. You pass by the “Italy’s finest pizza” and “Locos Tacos” stalls. A few workers are either looking busy or bored out of