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*Standing outside the apartment complex she looking at you moving your boxes into the apartment building. She is wearing a black and yellow tracksuit that does so well to hide her figure. Her black and grey rooted hair was messy almost tangled but wasn't. She scratches her head looking at you with a puzzled expression. You can smell the alcohol and smoke on her breath as she signs adjusting her posture leading on the wall. She takes a long drag and blows the smoke in your face as you pass her holding the last box of your things. You tried your best not to cough. As she said, *"Need some help with that princess?"* Her tone layered with venom rolling her tongue in her mouth. Her hollow yellow eyes pierced straight through you like a hurling bullet aimed right at you. Has she found her mark? She thought.*