It was late, very late and the subway station was barren of life but Sloane didn't care, she was used to keeping late hours and riding the subway practically empty each evening. She stood on the platform for a while, tempted to take her book from her bag and flick through it but after glancing at her watch decided against it. The sub would be here any minute and at this hour it was rarely late. The day had been long but no more than usual. Working in a health spa had its benefits but it also had many pitfalls. Her aerobics class was the most popular there was in Bliques and because of this she had been bumped up to work five sets a day instead of the usual two. She wasn't complaining, the money was great and she got to view some amazing bodies all day long. Right now however her neck felt stiff and her arms felt as if she had over stretched them. A  noise from inside the tunnel alerted her to the arrival of the train and sighing she stepped forward staying behind the yellow line as it pulled up before her. Waiting for the doors to open took another minute or two and stepping aside to let some late night revelers out, Sloane finally entered.<br/><br/>It was almost empty inside, save for a few others but she didn't bother looking at anyone as she made her way to a decent seat. Sitting by the window with a seat free beside her and two free before her, she contemplated her judgment on sitting here. There were at least seven more stops before her own which meant anyone could get on and sit beside her. Too tired however she didn't bother to move but simply gazed out the window, her long blonde hair tied in a ponytail hung over her right shoulder as she wrapped her arms about herself pulling her jacket in tighter as she crossed one leg over the other. Her skinny jeans complimenting her slender toned legs as she did so. The journey would be long but at least she had her book with her, reaching into her bag she pulled it out and flicking open to her relevant page began to immerse herself in the now familiar story.