Scarlet walked down the street with a sucker lodged in the side of her cheek, the taste of cherry spreading throughout her mouth as she lightly bobbed her head. Her unique colored eyes wondered up the side of a building as she listened to a group who screamed into the mic rather than use english, sighing she adjusted her shoulder bag and headed up the fire escape stairs up to an open window in which she crawled in and stood up straight to look at her apartment. Everything about the place screamed trashy, but she saw it as home. Ever since moving to this island she had been working on this studio apartment.<br/><br/>The walls were stripped to the original brick, every so feet a piece of artwork sprayed onto the red, rough bricks in bright neons, and black color. With a sigh she laid upon the futon and tossed her bag aside only to click on the TV to watch some news reporter talking about some outbreak or what not. Changing the channel already bored she tossed her subtly curled hair to the side to get it from her eyes and relaxed.