"If you’re looking for a nice place to shop, you’re out of luck. Last decent place in a mile’s radius around here shut down a few days ago. Shouldn’t be out in the slums if you’re looking for clothing that isn’t dirty. You new here, or something?"
The woman frowned at the stranger's answer, quite disappointed that the very reason she came out out her suite in the first place was no longer valid, but oh well, she had to go elsewhere tomorrow night (since the sun wasn't really her best friend). "What a pity then. I don't know where else to go since strangers lead me to these parts of the streets-- ah, yes, I am. I moved from Busan all the way to Seoul so I don't even know where I can find a place to eat! By any chance, is there a good place to eat here?" She preferred blood over human food, but given the circumstances that surrounded her, she'd have to wait until she could find a decent place--or person--that could provide her with her needs.















