The time was only 8:00 PM, yet people throughout the bustling city had already been moving around for hours now. The first customers were entering the bars, ready for another wild Friday night. Bright lights flickered throughout the dark night, illuminating the crowded streets. Men and women exited their apartments and headed out towards the clubs and house parties, wired for another great night.
Audrey left her apartment building as well, joining the numerous groups of people outside. With a lit cigarette in her hand, her black leather bag hanging from her shoulder, she headed down the street, towards her parking lot.
Her shoulder length blonde hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail, stray strands of her golden locks dangling freely around her head. The hairstyle revealed the three small stars tattooed behind her left ear. Audreyâs dark brown eyes were encircled in thick black eyeliner while dark mascara lengthened her lashes dramatically. Tanned skin was accentuated by a curve hugging black tank top, while her long legs were adorned in dark skinny jeans. Black pumps added two inches her height, bringing her to about 5â5â. Despite her short natural stature, she had a beautiful physique, with a flat stomach and a desirable hourglass figure. She had her daily kickboxing sessions to thank for that.
Pursing her plump, pale pink lips, Audrey lifted her cigarette and took a long drag as she continued down the street, towards her car. Her eyes closed momentarily as she savored the cigarette, calming her nerves only for a moment.
It was a vile habit that she just could not break, despite her numerous attempts. She could go a few days without a cigarette, almost without difficulty, only to find herself back at her favorite convenient store to purchase another pack after a bad day at work. The tiniest issue would drive her insane until she lit one of the small white sticks, smoking her cares away as a calming cloud came over her mind.
There wasnât much for Audrey to be upset about, save for the occasional difficult customer at her waitressing job. She had come from a relatively stable family, with plenty of love and support and all that. There were no dark family secrets that drove her to these addictions â just an addictive personality, and influential friends.
Her spare hand reached towards her purse, searching around for her keys. Butterflies filled her stomach as she smiled, excited for the nightâs upcoming activities. She was off to her friend Ethanâs house, who was holding a house party. It was a typical party, with plenty of alcohol to go around, and usually somewhat free of drama. But she had been looking forward to relaxing all weekend, eager to just get wasted and forget her loneliness, by finding someone new to spend her time with.
Audrey left her apartment building as well, joining the numerous groups of people outside. With a lit cigarette in her hand, her black leather bag hanging from her shoulder, she headed down the street, towards her parking lot.
Her shoulder length blonde hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail, stray strands of her golden locks dangling freely around her head. The hairstyle revealed the three small stars tattooed behind her left ear. Audreyâs dark brown eyes were encircled in thick black eyeliner while dark mascara lengthened her lashes dramatically. Tanned skin was accentuated by a curve hugging black tank top, while her long legs were adorned in dark skinny jeans. Black pumps added two inches her height, bringing her to about 5â5â. Despite her short natural stature, she had a beautiful physique, with a flat stomach and a desirable hourglass figure. She had her daily kickboxing sessions to thank for that.
Pursing her plump, pale pink lips, Audrey lifted her cigarette and took a long drag as she continued down the street, towards her car. Her eyes closed momentarily as she savored the cigarette, calming her nerves only for a moment.
It was a vile habit that she just could not break, despite her numerous attempts. She could go a few days without a cigarette, almost without difficulty, only to find herself back at her favorite convenient store to purchase another pack after a bad day at work. The tiniest issue would drive her insane until she lit one of the small white sticks, smoking her cares away as a calming cloud came over her mind.
There wasnât much for Audrey to be upset about, save for the occasional difficult customer at her waitressing job. She had come from a relatively stable family, with plenty of love and support and all that. There were no dark family secrets that drove her to these addictions â just an addictive personality, and influential friends.
Her spare hand reached towards her purse, searching around for her keys. Butterflies filled her stomach as she smiled, excited for the nightâs upcoming activities. She was off to her friend Ethanâs house, who was holding a house party. It was a typical party, with plenty of alcohol to go around, and usually somewhat free of drama. But she had been looking forward to relaxing all weekend, eager to just get wasted and forget her loneliness, by finding someone new to spend her time with.