As I stepped out of my therapist office I noticed how bland the streets seemed to look in the late day gloom. Tall buildings with the same style and look, circular lamp posts that had yet to share their light and most of all the grey cement pavements that happily kept up the sound of my click clacking heels. Joyina always made things seem bland after talking to her. Like shes some type of light sucker.I wouldnt be surprised if she stuck her tongue in a light socket for a mid afternoon power up. Joyina wasnt always that way. She used to be quite nice but I guess not everyone is the same after tragic incidents.
Joyina used to live in Italy before her company made her leave. It was a black or white deal:leave or get grilled by law enforcement.
She chose to leave.
You see Joyina was money crazy to the point where money symbols seemed to replace her pupils. She embezzled money but thats the way most rich people become rich in big citys. Theres secrets behind every familys wealth.
Wait till you hear mine.