modern woman [o]

the stars were obscured by a thin layer of fog, but their lights could still be seen twinkling ever-so-slightly. ava, having just finished a shoot in a studio a little ways uptown, had decided to tell her driver to meet her about five blocks down. any time that a camera could capture her doing something so mundane as walking was preferable to capturing her sliding into a black car with tinted windows.

pyrite town has a distinct odor that ava notices while her heels click on the pavement. not only that, but she can't help but focus on the litter pushed against the curb of the street. does she even want a photo taken of her here?

ava is unsure.

despite the fact that the sky is growing darker with every minute, her sunglasses rest delicately on the bridge of her nose. she is only a block away from the car when a ruffian interrupts her unpleasant thoughts. they tug on her bag forcefully. "get the fuck off," ava grunts as she presses her heel to their gut and extends her leg.

everything would have been fine if she hadn't heard the click of a camera and felt the flash of lights. ava groans.

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