( Which at some point may happen near the gym, where one woman is exiting after her hour of required training. Mia Fey's hair is pulled back into a ponytail, fresh off the treadmill and walking out with a waterbottle open and in hand. She has a compass hanging around her neck, resting on the outside of her very native to the island shirt.
Or she should have. Once out the door, the makeshift knot on the compass string comes out, sending the compass sliding off her chest and clattering to the ground. )
Great.
( She steps forward after the compass, which... is currently rolling toward the edge of the sidewalk. Where there is a gutter.
Disaster's about three seconds away from happening, and Mia seems to finally realize it. )
srs rper in the house
Or she should have. Once out the door, the makeshift knot on the compass string comes out, sending the compass sliding off her chest and clattering to the ground. )
Great.
( She steps forward after the compass, which... is currently rolling toward the edge of the sidewalk. Where there is a gutter.
Disaster's about three seconds away from happening, and Mia seems to finally realize it. )
Wait! Stop that compass!