A/N: BACK WITH ANOTHER LONG AWAITED UPDATE!
Sorry this took so long. It's not even that long, either. But it's here now. For you. To read.
Thansk to Bloodylilcorpse and missmartian369 for reviewing the last chapter.:)
Enjoy!
They reached Duncan's stop. The station was noticeably dinghy, much more obviously in the light of day. There was some graffiti on one wall.
Duncan got off the train first. "Watch your step. Lost of folks around here aren't exactly 'honorable."
Zoey nodded, a bit nervous now. She stuck close to Duncan as they left the station and walked into the street, which was littered with garbage and cigarette butts. She looked around.
"Care for some...accessories, young lady?" An ultra shady looking guy approached Zoey, grabbing her arm and wrenching her off of Duncan. He peeled off part of his jacket from his chest to reveal dangling chains and watches.
"Watch it, buddy." Duncan pushed the creeper to the side and took Zoey's hand, leading her away from him.
"Ain't you the poor kid livin' with that-" the creep started asking.
They were already gone.
Duncan led Zoey towards a neighborhood via an alley. The street-level sections of the walls were covered in oddly beautiful graffiti.
Zoey was in awe as she looked over all of them. "Wow..."
Duncan smiled slightly, knowing he'd done most of the paintings.
"Did you do these?" Zoey asked, looking at him now.
"Most of them, yeah." Duncan nodded.
Zoey gaped. "That's so cool!" She grinned at him.
Duncan smiled. "Thanks. Most people don't exactly appreciate it."
As if on cue, a police siren could be heard in the distance, along with yelling shortly followed by gunshots. "You've seen my art, let's get you back to the train station..." Duncan continued hurriedly.
"Nooooo, I just got here. Show me the other sights here," Zoey encouraged, smiling.
Duncan rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Alright, if you insist..."
He showed her around his neighborhood. Occasionally he had to direct her away from more unsavory characters or police stationed on street corners.
There were some beautiful things around, like more graffiti and sculptures made from old discarded beer and soda cans lining one alleyway. Zoey was part amazed and part nervous about what she saw. She was seeing art and beauty alongside crime and violence.
"So that's all of it..." Duncan had brought them back to the train station.
"It's quite an...interesting place to live, I bet," Zoey replied, placing her hands in her hoody pocket.
"Oh yeah, real interesting." Duncan nodded slowly as he said this.
"Maybe another time I can show you around the town where I live," Zoey suggested.
"That...would be kinda cool, actually," Duncan replied, smiling a bit.
Zoey grinned. "Thanks for today. It was fun."
"Sure...no problem, Zoey."
Zoey gave him a very brief hug before entering the station to catch her train home.
Duncan blushed faintly when she hugged him. He walked back towards his apartment once she vanished into the decrepit station.
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