Fallon stood down the road, psyching herself up to walk up to the building. She would take a couple steps forward then turn on her heel and one step back. She was really scared, having only known two places in her life, Prison and the Circus, she didn't really have a vast knowledge of people, or how to act normal for that matter. What if they didn't like her, what if they got bored of her after awhile, she tried to shake it out of her head. All this nervousness coupled with the fact she walked and even stood like a very drunk person, trying really hard to look sober. Constantly tripping over her own bare feet, she didn't look like the most confident person around. Running the pro's and con's of going in, in her head as she slowly spun in a wobbly circle.