<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">It was late afternoon when Nyx decided to step out of her home. The day had started relatively easy enough, she had spent most of her day with her dad watching American Football games. After a rather loud and pointless argument over the Philadelphia Eagle's defense, she had decided enough was enough and that she needed some air. After another half an hour of arguing she finally escaped her home, thoughts of roaming through her favorite districts for some much needed shopping therapy at the forefront of her mind. <strong>"Damn, dad can be a stubborn prick when he puts his mind to it,"</strong> she sighs as she makes her way to the train station. <br/><br/>A swift wind blew in from the north, raising her already tiny skirt a couple of inches higher. <strong>"Jeez!"</strong> Nyx cries out, tugging at the hemline of the skirt to keep from flashing her underwear. The streets were quite populated at this time of day within the Koenji district. There were young couples strolling hand in hand and the occasional group of friends talking about their various woes in life. Nyx kind of admired them, she did not have too many friends and her last boyfriend was a total douche bag. It must be nice being able to display the various bonds of friendship and love so easily. The dusky young woman had lots of issues in that department. Maybe it was the way she dismissed folks easily, or her face. whatever it was, Nyx did not want to know. <br/><br/>Once she reaches the Koenji train station she checks the schedules for the next train to Akihabara. Nyx figured she would start there and find a cute outfit. From there she would head up Shibuya to find a new pair of platform boots. She had two pairs already but she figured she could use another pair. While not exactly rich, her dad did rake in some pretty decent income from his day job. Because of that she didn't need to find a part-time job and was able to focus all of her efforts into her studies. She was quite glad to have survive the years of high school, they were quite brutal but she made it with some pretty decent marks. Her marks also allowed for her to get into the art school of her choice. Nyx was damn proud of herself, there were times she was seriously doubting if she would ever graduate.<br/><br/><strong>"Lucky... so damn lucky!"</strong> She whispers to herself with a wide grin. After paying for her train ticket, Nyx makes her way down to the platform to await the train. </span>