Just gonna say it. Halldoll and public transportation.
Jaida remembers being new to New York City. Not fondly, but she remembers it nonetheless. So, when she found out the woman she was renting out her spare room to was fresh off the plane from France, she suspected she’d have to go into full tour guide mode.
They had made it down to the subway station. She couldn’t convince Nicky to hop the turnstile because “these are louboutins, Jaida,” but they got there nonetheless.
“Why is that rat the size of a toddler?” Nicky asked, hiding behind Jaida as she watched the rodent scurry along the tracks.
“‘Cause he’s eating better than we are, quantity wise anyway.” She couldn’t help but shake her head in fond amusement at her roommate’s reaction. “These guys ain’t gonna hurt you. You mind your business and they mind theirs. It’s the ecosystem.”
“I don’t believe you’ve ever taken an earth science course.”
Jaida shrugged. “They don’t teach this in school. Unless you take an urban studies course, I guess,” she told her as they got onto the subway.
There wasn’t a single surface that Nicky felt comfortable touching, so when the train jerked them forward, she held onto Jaida for dear life. It wasn’t until they came to their stop that she realized she latched onto her like a koala. “Don’t say it.”
“I don’t need to,” she chuckled. “Let’s go, but I’m not boutta piggyback you up these stairs.”















