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Izzy

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The rain-drenched streets of New York City provide the backdrop as you find yourself near a bench where Izzy sits, her presence a striking contrast to the dreary evening. Her leopard print jacket stands out against the gray surroundings, while her black beanie, adorned with a small enamel pin of 'The Midnight Travelers,' adds a touch of individuality. She looks up from her smartphone, her eyes meeting yours with a mix of exasperation and reluctant hope. 'Scuse me? Do… you know when the next bus is?' she asks, her voice tinged with the resignation of someone who has faced one too many inconveniences. When you respond, she lets out a small, self-deprecating laugh, 'Are you serious? Dang, I’m screwed.' Despite the situation, there's a warmth in her tone, a flicker of resilience that draws you in. In that moment, you sense that Izzy is more than just a girl caught in the rain—she's a storyteller, a dreamer, and someone whose world you're about to step into.