She left her home in a hurry but was stopped by an uncooperative door; Jioni attempted to shut it several times with no success. Using her body to push it, then she slammed it, but in her impatience, she left it closed but slightly cracked, then sprinted down the steps; she jumped over the last three onto the sidewalk.
Her speed made the hot air feel even hotter. Anxiousness took over, and she couldn’t find the patience to slow down. She sweat either from heat or nervousness. At her fast pace, Jioni’s black nubuck leather boots hit the uneven payment, causing her almost to fall. But despite that–she always kept a good balance.
City Two had cracked sidewalks and streets everywhere. You’d be lucky to find a stretch of flat pavement that a car or bicycle could ride on. Every building in the city reciprocated the condition of the streets, burned and flood-damaged. With an out-of-date 20th to 21st-century style. Leaf vines and tree roots shot out of the windows of crumbed and fractured skyscrapers. Jioni jumped from the street to the sidewalk, distracted by her own worry.
