At last, Faith had a day off from school and work. It was rare and she certainly wanted to enjoy it. Yet, she didn't feel the need to hide in her small apartment, nor did she feel like absorbing her entire focus on art alone. Following her instinct, she wounded up outdoors, exploring the busy streets of New York. With her tote bag by her side, Faith followed a group of people away from her apartment and along the sidewalk. She wouldn't have followed them, but the young artist had no idea where to head to. By following them to another street, she would be able to decide for herself and provide enough time to think of a safe strategy.
Soon, she departed from the sea of strangers to head down another road by an intersection. The road lead her to a quiet area; one that wasn't too active, but there were still people entering and exiting stores. It had been months since she explored like this. If she were in a bad mood, she would be one of those strangers muttering nonsense about being bumped into accidentally. Fortunate for her, she was content. After walking for a short amount of time, she found an area that was to her liking: affordable prices that include food and products of clothing and so on.
Inside, Faith walked around in a slow manner. She liked seeing the various products, and fell in love with the warm welcome from the employees and customers, who were open to being friendly. Picking up a recyclable bag to fill of purchased items, the young woman managed to find items she could use for her art projects and jewelery for her mother.
Spending money on some items, Faith wandered about in a happy mood, a small smile remained on her face. For once, she wasn't feeling stressed over school or work. Hopefully it lasts. She wasn't planning on buying anything else, she simply wanted to enjoy her free time with more exploration. A reason for her ending up in another area by carpets and souvenirs. Fascinated by the souvenirs, she was looking up at the top shelf admiring snow globes of New York. Faith was about to turn to leave when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
She turned her head and noticed the stranger. Raising a brow, she listened to the question, soon turning to face the other.
"Well, I'm not great at directions," she began with a small frown, "but I know it's... Uh, you have to walk a bit from here and past a toy store. You can't miss it. They have this huge creepy Lego man, and it stands out." Faith paused, her lips pursed as she attempted to think. After a moment of pondering, she looked lost, and flustered at that fact. "I suck at explaining. If you want, we can ask someone for a piece of paper and I can sketch it out for you. That's how my mind works... Sorry."
