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It was drizzling when she decided that she'd had enough waiting.
"I'm going out," she announced to her aunt and uncle, who were sitting in the living room. He was zoned out watching something on the History Channel, she was folding laundry.
"Be back by 11," her aunt replied halfheartedly. Gamer-tan was already out the door. She knew her aunt would be dead asleep in a half-hour.
I can catch the 10:45 to Journal Square and hope for the best, she thought as she dashed down the stairs of her apartment, almost skidding on the just-moistened ground. The rain showers had already passed over and the city was cloaked in a drizzle, almost like a wet, translucent smoke that cast halos on the neon lights and streetlamps.
She ran down the stairs to the E train stop, swiping her Metrocard just as the rumble of the downtown train filled the street. Gamer-tan ran through the doors just as they closed, her Xbox backpack barely missing the unrelenting subway system.