[Most women likely balk at the idea of walking alone late at night. Alexis has never really been me of those women. She's been taken hostage too many times for her to really worry herself with getting mugged or murdered. At least, it's not at the forefront of her mind. Instead, she's strolling down the sidewalk to cute little brownstone she's been staying at in the city. She's just finished meeting some friends at a nearby bar. A girl's night. She finds that she's missed Matt all evening, so she's sending him a text to let him know she's almost home.
Maybe he'll even drop by later. She's really hoping he will. Her eyes are on her phone, so she doesn't notice the man that suddenly springs from the alley to haul her against him. There's a biting press of a cold blade against her throat as he demands her purse. She squeaks in surprise and a little bit of fear. Mostly, she's annoyed, and the man smells of sweat and stale beer.]
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Maybe he'll even drop by later. She's really hoping he will. Her eyes are on her phone, so she doesn't notice the man that suddenly springs from the alley to haul her against him. There's a biting press of a cold blade against her throat as he demands her purse. She squeaks in surprise and a little bit of fear. Mostly, she's annoyed, and the man smells of sweat and stale beer.]
Oh my god, ew!