Small Town

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She remembers she used to love cold places; loving the noise of city center where people get so little sleep spending their nights outside to party even though it's freezing. But she doesn't party, not when she deems unnecessary.

She loves to be alone, yet she knew she was only trying to hard to do so. Her thoughts and actions often contradict ... So much so that even she doesn't understand it sometimes.

She is decisive yet indecisive. She was so sure yet now she doesn't know anymore. She know every step she should take, but when it really matter she think it was hard to even lift my feet.

Right now, she is trying to move forward as she has always do so.

Small Town, people live rather uninteresting and predictable life style. It is to be expected as there's no many things to do for a living.

Alexandria Dwight just walked out from the Sea Breeze's Port I. Her unfastened white polo long-sleeve's hem fluttering as she holds her black panama hat steady and her suitcase on the other hand exposing her plain black sleeveless shirt picturing a suave stance.

"Well, if it isn't too hot then I supposed I wouldn't be by the ocean." She sighs.

"It's summer." Alex's assistant sighs, feeling exhausted. They are spent this time. Traveling almost half the earth distance really took time.

"It's not always this hot." The assistant added. Alex nods in answer and proceed to the nearby souvenir stall.

"It's okay! It's not as if I like swimming in the cold." She says nonchalantly. She starts checking the stall leaving her baggage outside as she enters.

(" _ ")

The assistant has no choice but to wait outside.

"Foreign people?"

"Nicole?! Why are you standing there still! Come on in!" Alex exasperatedly said.

(" _ ") Nicole: You're the one who left me...

Nicole looks at the man standing near her, probably the owner of the stall.

"I'm not foreigner." Nicole speaks the same language as the man -as everyone in the town- naturally as she grew up there.

"Oh! You speak the language well!"  The man exclaimed in surprised.

Alex looks at the two with comprehension. It must be nice to return home at last. She turns around to enter the stall again. She'll like buy a few things, ball, surfboard and whatnot.

Nicole follows after she was done with greetings and such.

"Where do we buy car?"

Nicole nods in understanding. Her boss might have forgotten her purchase of a brand-new car last month, and probably had forgotten having her transport the car there.

"You're car is already in your house. Every food you have me bought are already in the house as well. I have arranged all that's necessary as you instructed."

"Nice work!" Alex smile in appreciation.

She turns to the man. She points the black colored surfboard with a blue and orange colored fire as design.

"Have that delivered to my house."

The stall owner initially does not offer delivery service but because the purchase was big, he offered one free-of-charge. Alex did not permit and even gave him a tip.

"I'm tired. Let's go!"

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