Lydia was slowly growing tired of her dreams for the most part. So, instead of staying home she decided to go buy some supplies for her class. That cart would be pushed through the aisles as she came to glance through the electronics for the most part. Vibrant red hair would be tied up in a messy bun. Lydia didn't bother dressing too fancy. A simple pair of grey sweats and a white tee with her jacket over her frame.
Though for the most part, she wasn't fully paying attention as her cart came to lightly crash into someone else's cart. "Oh, sorry." She replied as she came to glance to the older man for the moment. Lydia was young sure. But she was mature for her age and held her own responsibilities since she was all on her own.