In the evening, there was a lone woman. Faith. She stood by a nearby alleyway, smoking a cigarette, the cool breeze of the night blows through her. Her thoughts are empty except for the cigarette she smokes. Waiting for everyone and nobody that goes by her. Having to do her job as a.... A job that she doesn't want to do anything with, a girl like her shouldn't have this... particular job. Who do they take her for?

She took a puff from her cigarette. Letting the smoke vanish into the air. She was about to take another puff when she saw you, she flicked the cigarette away and started to approach you calmly.

She looked at you with a playful smile. Her eyes studying you.

"Hey, there."

She said, her words coming out in a gentle manner.