She had pounded down the subway steps with the evening rush. Her hand protectively covering her bag in case of pick-pockets and eyes trained on the ticket station. She got all the way down to her platform and stood patiently waiting when her eyes caught sight of Xin Jun again. He was setting himself up by a pillar with a guitar in hand. She didn't know he played! He spared a glance her way than began to sing a beautiful song in a language she didn't recognize again. '[i]Must be Taiwanese...[i]' She thought with a hum walking over. The ginger grinned with closed eyes as she listened to each word.<br/>It was sweet and yet sad at the same time. It made her think of her childhood. Of climbing trees in her Uncle's orchard in Maine and playing with her cat, Scruffles, in her backyard. Then growing up to find out the world wasn't full of dandelion kisses and dreams. It could be a dark place and she was determined now to play the knight instead of the princess. Show the world the corruption encroaching upon it. Then the song ended and the sound of her train making it to platform echoed over the intercom and tiled walls. She opened hazy blue eyes pursing her lips in thought. Xin Jun was breathing out slowly, preparing for another song perhaps... She stepped forward and reached into her purse. She dug around for a bit cursing until she found her wallet buried in the bottom under all the useless shit. She pulled all the money she had on here, a hundred and twenty dollars and threw them into his guitar case.<br/>"Nice song Xin Jun!"<br/>She began to walk away before he could notice the large sum of money. She had to yell over the screeching of the train's brakes and people chattering into their cellphones. "YOU SHOULD TRY GETTING GIGS AT CAFES! SEE YOU TOMORROW! BUY A FREAKING COAT!!" Then she was gone. Her train calling the closing of doors and entering back into the black expanse of the tunnels. See him tomorrow indeed.