I checked the sky for signs of rain and set off early to make the most of the day. I had packed my bag with a few necessities - a bite to eat, a bottle of water, and heaps of curiosity about what the day would bring.
I walked out of my very expensive apartment, feeling charismatic.
Today I’ve taken the day off my everyday life as a young lawyer.
Today, the is day I would make some new friends at the local bar, I thought to myself.
As I walked down the apartment hall, I almost tripped over a cardboard package.
That was weird, I thought. I haven’t ordered anything. It said my full name on it.
I was really confused, I never really use my middle name… Out of full curiosity, I opened the package. Hm, not much, only a piece of paper with a note.
It said: “Hello Emmy, please meet me in Harlem at W 118th St.”
That’s not so far if I only take the subway, I said silent but loud to myself.
Sure, I got some looks from a new neighbor. We made eye contact; she gave me the elevator look. How rude. In awkward silence, I turned the sheet.
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