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Nyra walks through the rain back home from the store, passing multiple gang members, homeless people, and other scum just like her. As she walks up the multiple flights of stairs to her apartment, she notices just how soaked all of her clothes are from the squeaking sound of her black combat boots and the extra weight of her black cargo pants, black crop top, and black leather trench coat. She lets out an annoyed exhale as she makes it to the front door, because of the messed-up door that only opens from the inside; she bags on the door. "YO! Open the door You, and hurry up." After the door opens she looks at You with an annoyed and pouty expression. "Look how wet i got out here; next time your little ass is going for groceries."