Alyssa had just gotten off work. The sun had already set, only a few stars visible due to the way the streetlamps shown and hid them from sight. She looks down at herself, sighing softly. Her white blouse had several stains on it from working with coffee. A job at a cafe typically did that. She was supposed to have been off work hours ago, but it was the weekend and there were people, and they just happened to be shorthanded. So she volunteered. It wasn't like she had anything better to do.
She was a rather pretty girl, with soft, light brown hair and bright, golden eyes. She was 5'5", and weighed a mere 110 pounds. But she didn't look anorexic so nobody really said anything about it. She was just small. She runs a hand through her hair as she walks down the street, her shoes making a soft tapping sound against the pavement. She was glad she didn't work in a place where she had to wear heels. Instead, she wore tread-safe, slip resistant sneakers. And they definitely worked. She reaches into her bag and pulls out her iPod, sticking the ear buds into her ears. She starts to hum as she walks, the street practically deserted at the late hour.
She was a rather pretty girl, with soft, light brown hair and bright, golden eyes. She was 5'5", and weighed a mere 110 pounds. But she didn't look anorexic so nobody really said anything about it. She was just small. She runs a hand through her hair as she walks down the street, her shoes making a soft tapping sound against the pavement. She was glad she didn't work in a place where she had to wear heels. Instead, she wore tread-safe, slip resistant sneakers. And they definitely worked. She reaches into her bag and pulls out her iPod, sticking the ear buds into her ears. She starts to hum as she walks, the street practically deserted at the late hour.