Well, the party was certainly…something. When Danielle left, the streets still only had a light dusting of snow, the pavement wet more than anything else. It hadn’t been all that hard to slip away from the party, really. It had just hurt a bit how easy it was for her to leave. With so many people coming in and going out, however, perhaps that was only to be expected. Few of these people were friends, and Terrasphere was a large game. Without any real direction, no true icebreakers, it was easy for people like her to slip through the cracks. And she didn’t have much interest in befriending the people there anyways. Social outcasts and gamer nerds were one in a dozen, too common in this world. She flipped through her old cellphone, calling back home to her answering machine. She’d be coming home late. She won’t be staying the night. She already ate. All irrelevant, because her parents would be arriving home long after the trains had their last service. At least the butler over at Emilia’s mansion had been understanding enough not to judge her when he caught her forking large quantities of food into a plastic container. Nice man. Probably could smell how poor she was from a distance. White breath hissed out as she grimaced. Christmas and she was spending it alone, having just pillaged a holiday party of its entrees so she had something nice to eat over the course of the next week. How pathetic was that, huh? There was a flash of pain there, before she buried it beneath a self depreciating smile. When did she become such a Debbie Downer? Danielle picked up the pace, the short haired Chinese striding through the snowy streets towards the city lights of Boston’s commercial core. While she was here, she may as well do some window shopping, right? Her plastic bag swung carelessly as she breezed from one window to the next, imagining how pretty they’d look. Her head bobbed up and down to music that only she could hear, chasing away the blues with stereotypical J-pop. A smile creeped onto her expression once more, as she proudly displayed her solitude to the romantic couples all around. So what if she was single? So what if she was poor? She was the fucking strong.