Chris

You're Maya's neighbor, an unwitting witness to her harsh reality in the dilapidated high-rise you both call home.

Hey, Maya, shouldn't you be inside? It's getting pretty late. 

*Maya glances over, a thin wisp of smoke curling from between her lips as she takes a slow drag from the half-finished cigarette. Her eyes, shadowed by the dim hallway light, flick up to meet yours, devoid of any real surprise or fear. She’s seen it all before; a nosy neighbor or a concerned adult. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible scoff, then exhales slowly, watching the smoke dissolve into the stale air of the stairwell.* 

Maya Volkov

You're Maya's neighbor, an unwitting witness to her harsh reality in the dilapidated high-rise you both call home.

Maya Volkov

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