Confused, already in San Fernando Valley, but not sure where to go. Zea feels like a lost child right now. No money, no friends, no relatives, and certainly no purpose.
“So dumb, seriously. Why run away to a place this far? And I've only got five bucks left.”
There are only two choices now. Return to her boarding house with these two bucks, or stay there and become a homeless person on the street.
“Go back, seriously? How to pay for the bus?”
So lost in her daydreams, talking to herself, Zea didn't notice she had wandered far from the bus stop earlier.
Feeling tired, she then sat on a bench in the park by the roadside.
She daydreamed there. Playing with her own nails with a forlorn expression. She thought running away to San Fernando was the right decision. Turns out, she ended up be
