Destiny? Maybe.

Super cool new converse? Check. Bag full of cigarettes, pot and alcohol? Double triple check. The coolest gauges she had ever seen ever and bough on a whim even if they were fifty dollars? Check to the freaking check. Vulgar cropped top shirt that showed off her Pentagram bellyring? Ding ding ding! We have a winner! Andy walked through the streets of New York City with her bag of goodies slung over her shoulder, a cigarette between her teeth and a heavy metal song blaring on her SkullCandy headphones. She was beyond thankful that she had gotten these tickets to go to the Attila concert, seeing as they were only touring in the US for a few weeks before going to Europe, and couldn't wait to meet the obvious stoners and drinkers before during and after the concert. Going more for show rather than moshing this time the daughter of Hecate had laid out a simple, sexy and very comfortable outfit. With a few of the zippers on her jeans half opened she looked as edgy as ever and she didn't really care as to who saw her or recognized her in all honesty. Finishing one cancer stick and moving onto another the girl lit up and puffed out a nice large smoke cloud as she entered the middle portion of the inevitably long line. With sold out tickets every rap-metal listener within a hundred mile radius was attending the concert tonight in NYC and she was determined to get as close as possible to the stage without being thrown out this time.

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