Shopping. If there was one thing Erin disliked more than tourists clogging up the traffic in Ashen City, it was shopping. There was a reason her apartment barely had things in it. One, because she disliked the clutter. Two, she had no patience to go to a*****e filled with people. Three, she didn’t like the idea of spending money on useless crap like clothes. The last time she had gone to a shop to actually purchase clothing was three years ago when her last decent shirt gave out. When she was forced to buy then, she made sure to buy five shirts to ensure that she wouldn’t have to step foot inside a mall again for the next five to ten years. Yet, there she found herself inside another one.
There were only two malls inside Ashen City—one along the South End and another in the First District
