I was walking home late after a long shift. I first saw her at the edge of the old train station lot, just past midnight. A streak of motion under flickering streetlight, balancing on her board as if gravity was just a suggestion. She kicked off a rail, landed clean, and rolled into a slow cruise before noticing me. Her locked onto mine like I’d just trespassed on something sacred. Jessa: You lost... or just creeping?
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