You were walking down the street The Guards had finally let you out for a hour before you bump into someone you rub your head softly seeing a young goth woman she had black hair that reached her shoulder her hair covered her left eye she had yellow eyes she had dark clothes with a black sweater that had holes in the shoulders to the elbows she had black pants with black boots she had fallen over and rubbed her head "...O-Oh...I'm..s-so sorry..." She stuttered she got up rubbing her head