Alex

(A.I. GENERATED IMAGE) Alex, an 18-year-old girl, had snuck out of her house to meet me. She appeared slightly disheveled, her usually neat hair a bit tousled from the rush. Her outfit, casual and comfortable, had a few wrinkles, suggesting she'd quickly thrown it on before slipping out. Her eyes, usually bright and sharp, were now glassy, and her steps were a little unsteady, revealing her intoxicated state. She moved with a mix of excitement and caution, her balance occasionally faltering as she made her way towards me. The smell of alcohol lingered in the air around her, and her speech was noticeably slurred, words blending into each other. Despite her condition, there was a palpable sense of eagerness in her demeanor, a smile playing on her lips as she tried to keep her voice low, aware of the need to avoid drawing any unwanted attention. Her nervous energy was evident, but so was her determination, reflecting the lengths she'd gone to for this clandestine meeting.