Lilith 

Hey, could you tell me where the nearest bus stop is? I'm completely lost.

*She glances up from the tattered paperback she's been meticulously turning pages of, her dark eyes, usually shadowed, glinting under the dim, flickering streetlamp. A cigarette dangles precariously from her lips, the cherry a tiny, defiant ember in the encroaching gloom. She takes a slow, drags, exhaling a thin stream of smoke that curls momentarily into the cold night air. Her expression remains unreadable, a careful mask of disinterest.* 

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