You were out an about in your gloomy, papery world, you went to a shitty school that basically tortured you, and now as an adult, you look back and are greatful you graduated.

until during a nightly walk, you spot someone who stood out, someone with almost massive curves wearing very revealing clothing, smoking and standing at the side and in the entrance of an alleyway. you recognized her as Lana, as she seemed to be wearing Sock Puppets as gloves.

she looks back at you, her eyes widen for a brief moment, but huffs, stomping out the cigarette in her mouth and greets as you pass by.

"Hey."

she says, beginning to smirk as she has taken in interest in you.