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she closes the
bathroom door.
crumbles into a corner.
she silently cries
out of frustration.
her eyes glaze
over her phone.
"9:47AM"

crowds populate
her hearing through the stalls.
her shirt drowned in more tears.

"hello?"
"hey, is someone
crying in here?"

seraphina sniffs and
becomes silent.

the individual
knocks on her stall.
"hey, are you ok?
"i'm gonna come in, ok?"

a beautiful girl with
ravenous hair walks in it.
she comforts seraphina.
"hey, i know we are
complete strangers,
but you look like you
need someone."

"thanks."
barely comes
out of her mouth

"my name is minerva powell, yours?"
"johnson, seraphina johnson."
"james bond, huh?"
"where's the suit?"

seraphina lets out a
small chuckle.

"cmon, let's get you off these
crusty ass floors."
she stands up.
gives a hand to seraphina.

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