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It was late, probably too late to be walking around the streets alone but Lola didn’t really have a choice at this point. She could barley afford her crappy apartment let alone a car. She couldn’t help but be a bit paranoid when it was this dark out, so after she heard what she thought were foot steps getting closer behind her her heart rate speed up. Finally the girl abruptly turned around, her hands going up as if to defend herself from whatever her mind imagined was behind her. “Why are you following me?” Part of her brain realized she was more paranoid then she needed to be but the dark and quiet streets around her made her imagination go wild.

           Leaning against the door, plugged in as per usual, the brunette sighs heavily. Customers weren’t often this late to appointments, especially when what they need fixing was ‘vital’. Ten minutes had passed, and upon seeing a pair of feet come into view, she pulls her earphones out, looking up. “You called, right? You need something that needs fixin’?”

Never again.