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Leo

Running is a thing Leo knew well. He was on the track team in highschool, won every match.

And now he was back at his old hobby. He picked the lock on the window and crawled out. He hopped into the alley way and ran out into the sidewalk. He ran into a girl.

"Sammy? What are you doing here?" She asked slightly annoyed.

Sammy. Leo's mother told him he had a twin named Sammy, but she said he died when he was 2 years old.

Leo decided to shake off the comment. Maybe it was someone else.

"Um, who's Sammy?" Leo asked suddenly curious about this Sammy.

"Oh sorry sir, it's just you look so much like someone i know," she said.

"Oh well, bye," Leo sped runnin off,  away from the station.

He ran down into the subway entrance and took a random train hoping to get far away from the station.

He had to keep moving.

His train stopped and he darted out knocking over a pale woman.

"Hey watch where you're going!" She said as she got up and exited the compartment.

"Sorry ma'am," he said. He didn't understand why he called a woman about his age ma'am, he usually only said that to old people.

"Are you trying to get somewhere?" She asked still slightly annoyed.

"More like get away from somewhere. Crap, I didn't think this through," he said.

"What? Do you need any help in running away?" The woman asked, "need someplace to stay?"

Leo thought about the offer.

"Yeah," he finally responded.

"Well, follow me and don't run me over again," she said unenthusiastically.

Leo followed the woman up into the streets. Her carmel colored hair swayed in the wind. Her heeled boots clacked against the concrete in a beat which Leo couldn't help but hum along too.

"Are you humming Les Miserables?" She asked. He couldn't decipher if she was snickering or genuinly curious.

"Um yeah, you got a problem with Les Mis?" He asked trying to sound tough.

"No but I have a problem with men who hum completely off key," she sneered.

"I bet i sound better than you," he said as he followed her into her apartment.

She started to sing an opera song. He knew right away that it was from Phantom of the Opera. That was his favorite show.

When she was finished the song Leo had a dumb look plastered on his face. His jaw was hanging open and his eyes were glazed over.

"That was amazing! You should try out for that show one day," he told her.

"I already play Christine on broadway you dunce," she laughed.

"Well then," he said, " I never caught your name."

"Because I never threw it, but its Calypso," she said, "Calypso Nightshade."