As evening slowly started to settle, Fiora finally got some time for herself. Running countless errands was getting more && more tiresome, especially with the lack of sleep she’s been getting.
She narrowed her eyes at the man crossing her path, raising one brow at him. A stranger to her for sure && certainly, he did not look like anyone she’s ever seen - or would want to know for that matter. She held her posture high, her arms botch behind her as she kept her stance, eying the man down. Perhaps it was the hat that made Fiora feel as if he was not someone there to do good, but she truly could not care less.
❛ Can I help you? ❜ she asked in a tone not too interested.
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