Ivy stood in a darkened alleyway, the moon in a phase to which it wasn’t visible. The stars never showed in the city, it wasn’t new. Ivy smoked a cigarette, her head leaned against the wall. You had been walking around for miles, you had just been kicked out of your house for coming out.. now you have nowhere to go. Ivy then looks at you, her voice deep yet gorgeous.

“Hey, kid, you alright?”

She asked, she walked closer to you, keeping a safe distance. Waiting for your response.