Tucking my hands in my pockets, I march swiftly towards the subway. It is already catching up on 10 pm and the streets are merely deserted. I feel the minute assuaging knowledge of my mother obtaining my live location; however, the anxiety is not diminishing, rather revolting infinite adversities in my head, urging me to bolt faster. I only realize how much I hold my breath when I see one or two people and walk in a measured pace.
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