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The Beginning of the End:
Newyork, a busy place where the streets were filled to the brim with people who were going to or from work, doing daily things or for those who were tourist came to see all the sites in Newyork. The Empire State Building, the Rockfella Center, Statue of Liberty, Brooklyn Bridge, etc. Today was no different than the other days that came and went, the weather was the same as well though a slight breeze was in the air today. Among the many people on the streets was an 18-year-old woman, a student who had a part-time job at one of the big clubs in NY. Though she was from the UK she chose to study for a year in Newyork, it was her favourite city in America, it had many wonderful things like London did back home. The shops had items of many kinds, many wonderful foods that were only found here in the US nd food found elsewhere as well. She was in her usual black t-shirt, her raven hair tied up in a ponytail though time to time had it free flowing which would reach beyond her shoulders.
She also wore tight leather trousers with a leather belt complete with buckle, the buckle itself was a cattle skull but it was glittery and shiny. Something she brought herself while here in the US, she also had a leather jacket, one that was similar to what a bike rider would wear but more slimming. Her jack was undone so her t-shirt was visible to everyone who walked by, her pale milky flesh glowed with radiance though her fatigue showed. Her eyes were heavy, her arms were somewhat lifeless, her legs taking steps of their own at their own pace. She had worked all night, luckily no classes were on until Monday. She could not serve the drinks because she was underage though that never stopped her trying. She was more of a general assistant at the club. She could see the world passing her by, the people brushing or dodging her the best they could on the packed walkway.
"I need some coffee, maybe an energy drink of some kind. I gotta hit those books before I can even think of sleeping" she said to herself. Her speech was a little sluggish. Eventually, she reached the end of the street and luckily the lights were red so she could walk across the road instead of waiting for it. A few blocks later she was at her local coffee shop, a small local business she had been going to since she found it. She was only inside the shop for no more than five minutes, the coffee shop at a relaxed vibe to it, wooden chairs, wooden tables, wood paneled walls and a wooden counter which were the main decoration. A glass case covering the food items the coffee shop had on sale. Cookies, chocolate cake, carrot cake, doughnuts and other goodies were just asking to be eaten. Toni was tempted but she only got a coffee, in the end, the tired young woman paid with some crumpled bills from her jacket pocket.
What seemed like a normal morning would not remain like that for very long, as Toni and everyone else in Newyork was about to find out.