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↭ -- My muse is lost and stops to ask your muse for directions.
Seukhye has got her fair share of talent and skills that varies from art and ice skating to useless ones like being able to blow a bubble inside an already blown bubble using two pieces of gum and being able to write with both hands at the same time. What she lacks of, however, is a sense of direction. This is the second time she got lost in the city and the heavy sensation in her stomach didn’t get better the second time. It’s from fear, yes. But it’s also from the fact that she has no other choice but to ask someone for help, which her stubborn self refuses to condone. One thing's for sure: she needed to get home fast.
"Excuse me," She spoke after having a five minute long argument with herself whether or not to ask the bystander for directions, and before she knew it she's already standing before him. "Do you happen to know how to get to Cheongguk Apartments from here?"
The formal use of words had her mentally stabbing herself in the eye, but she managed to keep a bright, eased expression despite the images she has in her head.