Apr 1, 2020
“ EXCUSE ME ? “ using an oh-so-polite tone, lydia approaches a figure on the opposing side of the street. heeled boots click against the concrete as short legs attempt to catch up with the passing individual. upon managing to place herself right in their path, lydia flashes a charming smile in their direction as though to excuse her interruption toward them. “ i was hoping you could possibly point me in the direction of the local library ? that is, if this quaint little town even has one.” the words used to describe the unfamiliar location were clearly not spoken without a judgemental undertone, considering she’d gotten nothing but bad instinctual feelings from the moment of her arrival.
