Benny’s POV
I walk past the various counters in the direction that the greeter by the entrance pointed me toward. I wrinkle my nose as I pass the perfume counter, the heavy scent of various fragrances permeating the air, making me choke slightly as I hurry past the smartly dressed sales workers, and toward the escalator behind it, where I join the small queue of shoppers heading up to the next floor.
Stepping off at the top, I look left to right, a little overwhelmed at the vast amount of clothing that stretches in every direction.
‘Excuse me’ an annoyed tone snaps behind me, making me jump as I turn around to find a woman carrying an excessive number of bags behind me, the escalator right behind her.
‘Oh sorry’ I mumble moving out of the way.
The woman sniffs, ‘you shouldn’t block th
