"I was bound to be great." Bowie said while kicking her feet a little, hanging below them was the chaos that was home, New York City. The boy next to her with a far to nice smile then spoke with a little grin, "Enlighten me." he said while taking a drag. "I'm named after the single most influential man ever." she laughed, gosh her laugh. Timothée was sent into oblivion, nothing else mattered, besides her.