She wanted everything there was to own. Starting from the shoes she saw in the window last week to the dream she had since childhood of becoming a model to love. 

He had everything. He lived his life and saw everything these was to see. And when he meets her, there is nothing new. She is exactly like every other girl he’s met. Too excitable, too hopeful, and too young. 

But he wants a new story to tell. A new story to keep him occupied while his life withers away under his fingertips. 

He thought he ran out of stories. But when he sees the girl with the bleached hair walking towards him in a short red dress at 2 am in a New York City bar, he knows there is one last story