She stood at the corner store waiting for her brother to come out. The streets were empty with not even a single shadow to accompany her's. "Got it.";she murmured to herself. The pitch dark surrounding got lit up due to the burning end of cigarette the one she stuffed between her lips a long time ago while fidling around in her jacket pocket to find her lighter.
Throwing the lighter high up she flipped it between her fingers everytime after catching it. The lighter was customised small squre shaped with a emarald butterfly intricated on its metal body glowing as it went up and down as well as between her long and slender fingers.
"Playing with your lighter?" a voice interrupted her as she turned arround.

"Finally. Can we go home now?"
she stuffed it inside her pockets as she made various inanimated structures with her smokes in air.


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