This alley was different from the rest of the town: Bohemian tapestries were everywhere, accompanied by frankensteined together, provisional weapons. These metal objects littered the floor; They appeared rusted and displayed with no organization planned—Conduits welded to blades, crowbars attached to saws—and other metal objects that had no business being bound together.
Hippie Girl sat there and analyzed a gold bracelet on her–It reflected in the sun. She lowered her wrist; still distracted, she finally noticed Jioni. She wore a purple knotted crop top shirt and no shoes. Side-swept blonde bangs covered one eye, and her other eye looked surprised, but only for a second. She greeted her guest with a grin.
“Hey, how’s it going, sunshine?” Hippie Girl said. She put the bracelet back in her van as she fixed her posture.
