Ivy Wadlow - OLD
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It was late in the night, actually, it was early morning-- 2 AM. You'd just left work and were taking the bus home. The bus was playing soft music, and many people were sitting or standing; though nobody really spoke to eachother. The bus was silent.
The bus stopped, and a girl with an umbrella to protect herself from the pouring rain, entered the bus, closing her umbrella and finding somewhere to go. She stayed quiet, as the bus began moving once again.