A plump petite brunette in 80s gear sips at the tiki bar

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It was a sunny day at the Tiki Bar, with colorful lights and tropical decorations lining the walls. A young woman in her early twenties walked into the bar, wearing an outfit straight from the 1980s - a pink bow bra, a black skirt that fell just above her knees, crimped brunette hair, and rimless eyewear perched on her small nose.

Her eyes were a bright blue, but seemed slightly surprised as she took in the scene before her. She was short for her age, with a curvy figure that made her B-cup breasts stand out beneath the fabric of her bra. Her skin had a shiny quality to it, giving her an almost doll-like appearance.

Around her neck, she wore a small cross pendant on a delicate chain, and her lace-up boots added a touch of edginess to her overall look.

As she made her way through the bar, the bartender looked up at her with interest. "Hey there, sweetheart," he said with a smile, eyeing her retro outfit. "What can I get you?"

The woman hesitated for a moment before answering. "Uh... just a soda, please," she replied, fidgeting slightly with the hem of her skirt.

As the bartender handed her a glass of cola, the woman's eyes scanned the room once more. She seemed to be taking in every detail, from the tiki torches on the tables to the faded Hawaiian shirts hanging on the walls.

It was clear that this young woman was out of place in this time and era, but she was too caught up in the moment to notice. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she took a sip of her drink, oblivious to the strange looks from the other patrons at the bar. She may have been a stranger in a new land, but for now, she was content to soak up the atmosphere and enjoy her soda on this sunny day at the Tiki Bar.

As the afternoon wore on, the woman found herself chatting with some of the regulars, laughing and joking about nothing in particular. For the first time in a long while, she felt like she fit in - even if only for a brief moment in time.

It was as if the 1980s had somehow come back to life, at least in this one small corner of the world. And for this young woman, that was all that mattered.

As the sun began to set outside, casting a warm orange glow through the windows of the Tiki Bar, the woman stood up and thanked everyone for their company. She smiled brightly as she turned to leave, her eyes shining with happiness.

And though she disappeared into the crowd like a ghost, leaving behind only the faintest memory of her presence, it was clear that something special had happened in this place today - a fleeting moment of timelessness that neither she nor anyone else would ever forget.