Eva remained silent, her eyes reflecting a deep sadness; a heavy burden from her past that was too painful to put into words.
In an unexpected shift, Nala let out a loud, long yawn to break the momentary somber tension "I'm hungry. Are you not hungry? Come with me. I'll show you my favorite restaurant," Nala suggested with a warm and inviting tone.
She took Eva's hand, leading her toward a nearby dumpster in the dimly lit alley, a narrow space between two buildings. The walls were covered in layers of graffiti, some of it colorful, some faded by time. There was a musty, earthy smell in the air, mixed with the faint odor of decay.
Nala took in a deep breath and released it "Do you smell that? That's the sweet smell of leftovers." she turned to Eva with a grin.
