Ch 5: Train Station.

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                             { Miko : 1:30 am}

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{ Miko : 1:30 am}

You know how I said I wanted to go on a late night walk? Yeah, well I'm going to do it while looking good. So I had changed my clothes and did my hair. I had curled it, that's all.

{ Miko's outfit }

{ Miko's outfit }

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Cute, I think. But anyway. I grab my keys and walk out of the house. I have protection, which is my hands and small comp knife , and fully charged phone. I'm good to go.

I'm gonna drive to the city and then walk from there. New York is really nice at night. Listen, I know it's like 1:32 at night, but I don't care. A walk will be really nice.

Yes, I ate. It didn't sit well for long but I still ate.

I walk out the house and got into my car. I start it up and start making my way to...Times Square. I don't live far from there, it's at least ten to fifteen minutes away.

{ fifteen minutes later}

I parked my car and got out. Why am I so nervous? I know my way around. But just in case...I took my phone out and took a picture of where my car is.

Once I was done, I started my walk. I looked at all the pretty lights and stuff and it made me feel relaxed.

Felt as if I haven't been outside in forever.

I kept walking with a smile on my face as the humid, hit my face as fast as I walk.

I walked passed a few people and surprisingly, one of them said I looked pretty. "Thank you." I said and kept walking.

I was then walking passed this alleyway and that's when I heard...cheering? I stopped in my tracks and took a few steps back.

I look to see steps. Why is there cheering at the underground train station. I went in the alleyway and went down the steps.

I thought wrong...like sooooo wrong.

There was a bouncer. "id please." He said and I frown. I then realized, I don't have it on me....it's in my car.

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