The girl sat alone—perfectly alone as she liked to say.
She was driving her car down the highway just after a failed date at a WcDonald's.
"Dammit. Why are all boys the same?"
The girl's name was Grace.
Even though she felt so alone, music filled her world with wondrous colors. She listened to various genres, but she would turn on Serial Slain's boss fight music if she ever wanted to cheer up her mood.
The fusion of heavy metal, dubstep, and opera wasn't a happy combination by any means, but it brought Grace a certain solace, reminding her of the best game ever created (at least, that was what she believed Serial Slain to be).
When Grace returned to her apartment complex, she parked her car, noticing that the "Baby on board" sign was still there.
"Shit."
In the end, Grace shrugged it off. It's wasn't like she was ever going to see Claudia again.
