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Emiliya was on her way to her work at the vet clinic, knowing full well her shift didn’t start until in another 45 minutes but she had left her house early to make sure she would be on time. Even at her 22 years, her sense of orientation barely rivaled the one of a young kid at a big house, so she was prone to forgetting which way to go and end up lost. It was something that most times ended with her making a fool out of herself when going over to the first random person that she felt safe enough to ask for directions.

It had, once again, happened, and she couldn’t help but think for what was probably the thousand time in her head “I need to take up dad’s offer for a GPS system on my phone”. Sighing, she looks around to spot a person that didn’t give off a dark vibe and that didn’t look like they would snap at her for asking something. Finding someone, she gingerly walks over to them. “Um.. excuse me? Do you think you could show me which way to go in order to get to the vet clinic?” She bore a nervous smile, trying to appear as anything but a threat.