This is a random story but eh.

Some creepy middle aged guy approached me close to a bus stop and asked me where to get a taxi to a certain location. I could not understand what he was saying so I just said I couldn’t help him.

He then moved close to me to ask me more questions about myself. I got those vibes if you get what I mean- so as he asked the questions I started answering and packing my bag to get ready to get away.

So my cover backstory I came up with as he asked me questions Name: Jenny (definitely not named Jenny)
From: Germany (I’m American) Why I was there: Waiting for my dad to pick me up (was waiting for my mom but eh- dad seemed more intimidating)

Then he asked how old I was and how I was pretty and I yeeted out of there and waited for my ride across the street.