Nirvanne was walking alongside a bridge, crying while holding a liquor bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
It was dark outside, but lights surrounded Nirvanne. She was walking alone alongside the bridge, she didn't care for her safety, she could fight and knew how to defend herself. However, she was so sad that none of that mattered. All she could think about was what her little sister said to her and how selfish she had been all along.
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