The city is crazy. It's the land of opportunity and problems it seems. I can almost sware that someone is following me and with a quick glance behind me, it's confirmed. That one guy was defiantly at the dinner. Which is honestly stressing me out. My tail sways nervously behind me. This isn't good.

I tense up a bit as I can hear someone following me. Their footsteps echoing through the empty streets. I should have just gone home early today. I would have, but I wanted to earn more over time, and now I don't know what to do.

I quickly take a random left and spot someone else, a tigar hybrid. Maybe they can help me. I quicken my pace. I hope they play along or at least scare of that creep.

"Hey. So sorry, I got lost for a bit."