Alone.
That's what Angel was. He didn't have any friends or family. He used to work at a strip club a few years back, and was constantly abused by his boss; also his boyfriend who was in the mafia and is looking for him.
He ran away from that life...
One of the most famous cities in the world. It may look fancy, but it's much more than that, it's... alright.
Atlanta has been my home for the past 2 years. I moved here to get away from...him.
"Him" is my boyfriend. Well, Ex-boyfriend now. I ran away from him especially. He was... I don't feel like talking about it right now.
I sigh as I sit on my couch watching TV. Thinking if I'll ever have more than this life. We'll it's better than being with 'him'.
Angel's "house"
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"I'm hungry." I mumble as I start to get up and head to the little fridge I have in my little lair. I know, I know you're probably saying 'why the hell are you living in this instead of a house?'
1. Because bills are high as hell! 2. This place is pretty chill and comfortable
THAT'S IT!
I walk up to my fridge and open it to find zero food in there, except for half an apple and a spoiled box of orange juice. Looks like I'll have to make a store run. Yay!
Note the sarcasm
"Ugh, I hate socializing." I grunt as I change my clothes and put my shoes on. I put my hair in a back ponytail. I grab my messenger bag and put my phone, gum, chapstick, and a few bombs, just in case. Yes, I make bombs, sue me.
Angels' face claim:
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Angel's Body:
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Angel's Outfit:
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Angel's Hair: (minus the hair tie)
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I finish with my hair, and make my way to the door. Before I make my way out, I make sure to see no one's there. My lair is underneath an abandoned amusement park. Which is swarming with reckless teens sometimes. To be young again.
I head out the door and make my way to the grocery store. It's not that far from hear. It's like a 10 minute walk. I actually know the store owner. He's like the Chinese grandpa I've never had.
I enter the store and grab a basket. I make my way towards the candy section. What? Mama's gotta have his energy. I grab a few bags of skittles, m&ms, nerds clusters, etc..
I then make my way down the soup aisle and grap a few cans of beef stew. If you don't like beef stew, back up off me.
All of a sudden, I feel eyes on me. I look around, but there's no one in this aisle besides a few elderly people. I shrug it off and continue shopping. I pick up some cereal, bread, milk, etc..
I make my way to the check out towards my favorite person and only friend.
"Lotus Flower!" He shouts a little, his voice being raspy due to his age. I smile and walk to the check out he's at.
"Hiya Mr. Po, how you doing?" I smile as I make my way around the corner to give him a big hug. I head back to my cart and start putting stuff up.
"Restock?" He smiles as he says with so much enthusiasm.
"Yep." I chuckle as he rings me up.
I grab my groceries, change and my receipt.
"Oh, angel?" He says to me. I turn back around to see a sympathetic look on his face.
"Be careful, I heard that he's still looking for you, you never know when he might pop up.
That was the thing about Mr. Po. He knew everyone and everything that goes on in Atlanta. He's like Batman, but if Batman was old and gray and wrinkly and short.
"I will." I responded as I gave him a reassuring smile. I walk out of the store and make my way back home. Not before checking the area first. People can be sneaky.
I turn the corner and all of a sudden, I'm uppercutted. I fall to the ground and so do my groceries. I hold my nose while I look up. I see a well built guy with a mustache and gray teeth. I also see two others that look the same. He gives me a creepy grin.
"Hello, angel." He says as he smirks.
Oh, fuck me. ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ Hiiiiiii! ❤
This is my second new story, I'm not a expert on these things. But, I'll try my best
