Alex walked out of the building. The sky was clear, and the winds meandered around the city buildings.
Alex glanced up, taking in the sight, the bright sun glaring, with the occasional white cloud drifting lazily in the sky.
"Beautiful weather," he muttered as an impulse whispered to him.
'A stroll around wouldn't hurt...'
He glanced around the area, contemplating which direction to go.
As he finally decided, he started walking, his pace unhurried and leisurely.
The streets were not as crowded as usual during the morning or afternoon rush.
The people that filled the streets were either:
Old people,
Housewives or househusbands were fancy terms to describe people siphoning their significant other.
And lastly, the infamous unemployed people.
As he continued along the peaceful street, he saw mothers huddled together, whispering about the latest gossip because they had nothing better to do.
