Celeste stood outside the post office, resting against the lamp post and leaning her back over the black rod of the street light.
Looking ahead at the foggy road, as she rested her hands inside her fury jacket’s pockets, tapping the heels of her knee length long boots on the ground.
The very peaky winter morning of London, had no signs of sun rays to be shown at any given time during the day, as the sky was heavily clouded and many pedestrians carried umbrellas with them, foreseeing the fact that it was definitely going to rain in London, something that was a norm during the late October days.
She sighed, blowing out a thick cloud of fog out of her mouth, irritated that it was definitely always too cold in London and if she ever got a chance to escape the place, she was going to settle
