Shane walks lazily along the chainlink fence toward Wax, her place of employment for nearly 2 years. Wax is the closest she’s ever become to having her own business, Chase let’s her make a lot of the decisions since she is the artist to satisfy. She wondered momentarily about where she would be walking to if it hadn’t been for Chase. She pulled her thoughts back as she entered the gap in the fence, no one was using the half pipe this early in the morning so she cut through it. She had to raise the garage-like door which had been spray painted permittedly. The red, yellow, orange and black mixed together to form a mural that Shane had often said was "fabulous" and "awesome". She turned all the lights on and squinted until her eyes adjusted, it was barely 5 in the morning and the sun hadn’t come out quite yet. She was in early because a new client had asked for a super early appointment, Shane reluctantly said yes since Chase asked in such a nice way…with a 10% increase in her paycheck, how in the hell could she say no? The appointment wasn’t for 20 minutes so she thought she could have a cigarette and the smell would be gone by the time her 5:30 showed, although Shane realized that people who smoked couldn’t really smell cigarettes nearly as well as those who didn’t smoke. She smoked anyway. She tossed the butt outside throught the door, and did a quick sweep to get rid of the ashes that had fallen then she opened a can of the strongest smelling skateboard wax they carried and sprayed some hair gel. Just to be safe. 5:15 a.m. Shane felt that if she sat for longer than a moment she would fall asleep and decided she couldn’t very well do a clients hair in this condition so she found the coffee maker on the other side of the room and quickly put on a strong pot of coffee. 5:25 a.m. Shane downed a large cup of coffee and remembered that Wax has a cooler of assorted energey drinks and she thought one of those might help. She looked over the different varieties and settled on a green can labled AMP. She opened and a took a few sips, deciding it wasn’t bad, she took another at that moment a pair of headlights came crashing into her eyes and then were shut off quickly. Showtime. Shane made her way to her chair and rested the AMP energy drink behind her for easy access, if needed. She waited for the owner of the "bright light mobile" to come onto the shop and a moment later she did.