The bustling of the roads and pungent smell of un-clean skin, caused Noelle to feel a bit queezy. Just the crowdeness did not help the warm evening. It was summer, and this was her summer job. Working at a floral shop. Just getting there was a hassle, and she had to stand the weight of her sports bike multiple times. She was glad she couldn't hear all the noise of screamin teens, crying of babies, and the honking of the cars.
She didn't have to hear how bad it was, she could just see with her eyes. People scrambled across cross walks, making sure they didn't get run over or even mis the signs. Cars slowly inched their ways to whatever their destinations were. Noelle wondered if she would be able to make it in time for her evening shift. She didn't quite understand why the floral shop was open til' midnight, but she heard there were things that could go bumb in the night. She didn't know if she was to believe such stories, but she always armed with something disguised as another. For instance, today her hair clips were small daggers, gret for close range and throwing. When on a plane, no one even the secruity could pick up such great technology she had created herself.
Noelle finally managed to get herself out of the traffic and to a side to where the shop was. Many people were there already, and she guesed it was a graduation thing. Throngs, and throngs of people moved about, and it took almost and hour for Noelle to find a simple spot park. Some stupid people decided to park in the employee areas. Stupid!She shoved herself through and got to the back room of the building, and put on a blue apron over her urban clothing. A banana yellow shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and converese, neon green.
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