The Projects

@Di [P] Most kids in this part of town were commonly found out drinking and partying at any of the abandoned buildings, engaging in many things that other people their age may not do as often as they did, or at least how they did it. T-ae was no different, always trying to find the next way to thrill herself without having to spend any money, simply because she didn't have any. Her father had passed away and her mother currently wasn't working too frequent to get enough money for them all. What else would someone do in her position? To her, the only option she had that would make her feel better for at least some time happened to be going out to all of those parties whenever they were going on, and when they weren't she would be out, wandering until she would find someone. It was hard to just casually find someone that she knew so easily out here, no way of getting to communicate to them unless they were together. That was just how it was, for nearly everyone here. Taking slow steps down the street, it really could be seen as boring but outside of drinking and all of the night life, taking a short stroll was alright. Having to choose between the white shirt or the blue one was a lovely way to live. Today, she was clad in a simple white tank top and some washed out denim shorts. Hearing a voice call out, she stopped and looked up, smiling as soon as she saw a familiar face, who was now approaching her. "Hey, how are you?" she asked with a slight tilt of her head, glad that she now had someone to spend some time with and have a bit of fun.

@T-ae In this part of town it was normal for all the younger generation to wander the streets in hopes of finding some sort of entertainment. It's not like they could go to the movies or carnival that often. Most everything took money, and the people in this part of town lacked that. It was a privilege if they could even afford a cheap cup of coffee at one of the shops around the neighborhood. No one would put any shops around here for teens or young adults, no good ones anyway. All in fear of the shop owners hard work going to waste seeing as it would soon be vandalized. Graffiti was on the side of just about every building, bridge and sign. Any abandoned building turned into a hotspot for underage drinking and parties. That's how the kids got their kicks around here. These kids were tough but loyal to their own kind. Di walked her usual path seeing if anyone was out she could hang out with. She couldn't afford a cell phone so she had to hope someone she knew would just happen to be out and about. Di lived with her parents who had five other children di being the second oldest besides a brother who moved to the states about two years back. Dawning a dark tank top, denim shorts and a cap. "Yah!" she called out to a familiar face with a smile sprinting over happy to see someone she could chat with.