It's a crisp, lightly chilly, windy Autumn afternoon. There is an abundance of leaves on the ground, yet the trees still seem to have ever-infinite leaves. The sun grazes the clouds, making sunbeams along the street. The wind blows leaves slightly left, slightly right, rustling them nonetheless. A sincere calm washes over you as you know that, as of right now, it is a good day.

You are put back into reality, and wonder in awe as you realize you'd been squished into a 4 way walk on a single sidewalk. You remember how you got here. A light walk between you and 3 friends to grab some coffee, and off your way to relax at your flat. A girl on the far left giggles, her name is Kao. She's half Filipino half Japanese, often referred to as Jalapeno. Carrying a Tall Caramel Frappe with 2 shots whipped cream in the right hand, and sass talk in the left, she giggles at the ridiculous sneeze of Denise. Denise, standing directly to your left, is the hunk of a boy who, if the time period was right, would have been a scrawny blonde underdog in baseball. But no, Denise is a spaghetti-boned man, who commonly donates to the local animal shelter. He sneezes like a shotgun with heavy flu, and nearly got Alexie fired for (almost) flooding a child birthday party at the zoo. Alexie, to your right, is the strong independent New-York liver who ain't need nobody to tell her who she is. (yea, honey). Although she enjoy the bustle of city life, she likes to reminisce on her suburban past, and takes strolls down housed-street neighborhoods from time to time. Having just stuffed down a 3-shot short cup of espresso, she's about to rock the concrete [and group] with her cover of  We Are Number One.