As the busy street crawled with cars moving in a steady stream, pedestrians walking along the sidewalks and a bunch of cyclists, zipping through the traffic, a certain car turned left, exiting the steady stream of moving cars.
Making its way into the parking lot of a well-known dance hall, one which was nestled amidst two walls with vibrant, eye-catching murals and palm trees, the vehicle soon came to a halt.
Exiting her rented vehicle, her pink duffel casually slung over her shoulder as she made her way out of the parking lot and towards the practice hall, Sharon watched as another vehicle, a black van to be exact, similarly arrived.
Casually waiting for the individuals in the familiar van to alight, the lady watched with a thin smile on her lips as the door of the van swung open.
"Sharon! You're here early!"
