<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 22px"><b><u>Anna</u></b></span>​</div><br/>“Hey, get the fuck out of the way!”<br/><br/>Anna smiled to herself as she swerved her cart to the far right, watching another cart zoom past on her left.<i>Clearly someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today</i>, she thought to herself. The rain always made her smile because the rain always brought her more money. The wetter the better she’d often say, while flashing a mischievous smile. She was currently driving a businessman to his destination, a building in the middle of the city that she was all too familiar with. A lot of her business came from hanging out around those buildings. No businessman or woman wants to walk in their expensive clothes in the rain. That’s where Anna came in.<br/><br/>“About five minutes out, sir,” she shouts behind her shoulder as she pumps her legs and gets the bicycle moving faster.<br/><br/>A muffled response came from the back as she could feel the weight of the cart shift slightly. Anna bent down so that the rain didn’t completely wash her out. An attachment to the bike gave her coverage from above, so it really wasn’t all that bad. As she neared she pulled up as close to the side of the building as she could, ran to the back of the carriage, pulled out a wooden slat with grip tape on it, and laid it down at the opening of the carriage. Anna opened the door to the carriage and stood to the side, gesturing with her arm and hand for the gentleman to now exit.<br/><br/>“We have arrived at your destination, sir,” she said with a bright smile.<br/><br/>The man gave her a fleeting look, the corners of his lips turning ever so slightly up. Her smile was contagious, even for the stoic type.<br/><br/>“Ah, yes. Thank you,” he said as he pulled out a few bills. She watched as he pulled out an extra one, more than what she charged.<br/><br/>“Oh, no no, that’s way too generous. I’ll just take…”<br/><br/>The man pushed the money at her and had Anna not grabbed it awkwardly in time, it would have fell onto the wet pavement. He didn’t even say anything, just continued walking forward and into the building. Glancing down at her hand, Anna quickly shoved the money into a pocket in the inside of her leather jacket. She took a look around, it didn’t appear that anyone was watching her. You had to be careful sometimes while working on the streets. Petty crime was common, and if someone got a look at the amount of bills in her hand it increased the chance of her getting jumped. Most of the time she made it out ok and kept everything she earned, but she had been burned a few times in the past to know better than to have any sort of money on you visible.<br/><br/>Anna hopped back onto her bike and moved to the other side of the street. It was late afternoon and most people were about to start leaving work. She parked herself under an overhang of one of the buildings. Anna sat on her bike seat with one leg on either side to keep her stable and balanced while she bit her nails furiously. She could just see down an alley way between the two buildings she parked near, and a few blocks down she could make out the parking garages. Her attention was often times drawn to the area, it was known to house some of the more peculiar types in town….or homeless. Her heart ached for the homeless, and she did her best to give when she could. Today, though, it was just too damn wet to venture that way. It was also a bit too dangerous, since there weren’t as many people outside to witness anything if it were to happen.