Lajila Nox
Jila shook her head, slightly annoyed that she had been bothered. She'd been fine before, though a bit rattled by her vision. She'd been having visions lately, and it annoyed her since she didn't understand why.
I shouldn't be having them. I'm probably just going insane from the city fumes, She thought, sighing as she heard the whistle of
a train in the distance. But the platform was still restless. She checked her travel app, which said that the train was still at least twenty minutes out.
Twenty minutes is too long. NYC is supposed to have decent subway systems- it's why I moved here, goddamnit. She thought bitterly, moving to get away from the population, considering the cold glares she got for being a solo-traveling woman. She was used to it.