he didn’t much like leaving the house. maybe it was because he was a bit lazy, maybe it was because it was overwhelming - but the fact still stood. he had been here a year, just about, and he still was confused by the layout. he attributed to his whole ‘not liking to leave the apartment’ thing he had going on. a casual walk would do his body some good, he thought, and so he went off on a walk. the air was crisp, and the breeze felt calming against his face. as much as he liked to coop himself up in his luxuries inside, he did appreciate the outdoors every now and then...
...until he was lost. again - he didn’t know the town as well as he figured he should, but that was his own fault. when he looked up after maybe fifteen or so minutes of walking, he realized he was completely and utterly unaware of his surroundings. it was remotely familiar, of course, he had been here before, but he wasn’t sure which way to go to return to the safety of the apartments he knew so well. luckily for him, there were a few people around who would (hopefully) give him directions. or at least, a general sense of where he was going.
sucking up the fact that he had got himself into this situation, he approached the nearest person to him. with his words, he was generally quick, direct, and to the point, and this time was no different. ❛ hey. i’m lost. wanna help me with some directions? ❜