Alessandra deliberately hit her forehead against the bar counter as she thought about some issues that had come up at the modelling agency. Just in from her personal assistant, apparently some models had expressed their disastisfaction about the pay they're getting. This angered Alessandra in such a way that she actually decided to take the evening off and instead had down to the nearest bar. Just a few minutes of walking distance from the modelling agency and luckily for her it wasn't that busy inside. Yet. Soon enough, there would be people from all walks of life coming in and making the bartenders scramble to get their drinks. 

As she thought about the issue that had come up, she started to frown. She almost felt as if she needed to give her models a scolding. She was a humble woman and desperately wanted her girls to look up to her. However there were times where she needed to be strict and blunt. She picked up her shot of vodka and tried to numb her angry thoughts with the alcohol as it slid down her throat in a bitter tasting manner. "Did they forget who they're working for? ME! ALESSANDRA KORKUNOVA!" Regret washed over her as she soon realized that she had said one of her angry thoughts aloud. 

Looking around, she noticed a few heads with raised eyebrows turn to her. She raised her empty shot glass up to them and smiled awkwardly. "Having a good night guys? Heh... Yeah I think I should just go home," she said, trying her best not to vomit all over the floor and embarass herself. She was starting to feel dizzy and quite tired. This situation plus the issues at work just made her more sad than before. With purse finally in hand, somehow managing to get up out of her stool in a classy manner despite having six inch stiletto heels on, she headed out of the bar.

The outside winds almost made her fall over and she chuckled nervously to herself, holding onto nothing but air for dear life. It was way past evening now. Most of the shops had closed now and street lights were rare in these parts. She looked left and right, a chill travelling down her spine as the wind hugged her open neck. Wearing a revealing shirt didn't help at all. While being distracted from how freezing it was, unfortunately she hadn't realized until late that someone was heading in her direction with a knife. Her body tensed. Her heart picked up speed. 

She had no weapons and this guy was huge... almost having a grizzly bear figure. How would she ever be able to compete with him? No one was around to help her either. Well that's what she thought, at least.