Disclaimer: I'm not SM
AN: This drabble is inspired by Soul Asylum's song "Runaway Train".
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Her face was impassive, as she stood outside the house. Once her home, it was now an empty old place, devoid of happiness. Her bags beside her shook from the force of the night time wind. Harsh and cold, the wind stood unflinchingly beneath her. She picked up her bags and began to walk.
With a graceful start, she broke into a run, wanting to erase all memories of the past. She ran past the ocean beach, Merchant's groceries, and the Post Office. All the while, she felt the cool air whip around her. Finally, she reached the train station in Seattle.
She threw open the heavy doors and rushed in, checking the schedule. Red blaring letters flashed, stating: 11:22 p.m. Leah trailed to the end of the line and it blinked: New York City, Grand Central.
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Thought? Leah's going to NYC!! Poor Seth :(
~J
