This was quite possibly the ugliest thing Freya had ever laid eyes on. How had she even come across such a hideous statue? She tilted her head left, then right, then left again. She was damn tempted to stand on her head to try and figure out the stupid thing. Was it..a person? No. A bug? She honestly couldn't figure it out. There appeared to be a sign in front of it, a plague with the name, artist and a bit of a story about the statue.

It was titled...Woman With Her Throat Cut.

Well then! That was just fantastic. She raised a brow and looked up at the sculpture again. This? They considered this art? Seriously? She couldn't believe it. Freya sipped at her bottle of smart water while fishing through her purse for her phone with the other hand, somehow unable to take her eyes of 'Woman With Her Throat Cut' like a terrible train accident unfolding before her very eyes. Yes, that was a very good comparison right there. This 'work of art' was a train wreck. It was so ugly all she wanted to do was laugh at it, and possibly even find the artist and laugh in their face. Who was the artist? She had to find out. She just had to. She'd look the name up online later, but for now all she wanted to do was take a picture of the train wreck of a sculpture to show off later. She put the cap back on the bottle and tucked it underneath her arm, taking a few steps back to get the entire sculpture into view of the camera on her phone.

Freya paused a moment, her amusement over what was happening faltering as she gave the image on the screen a hard stare. There was something off about this. Someone was beside the sculpture in her picture. Damnit! She needed just the sculpture! She didn't want to capture people in this. It would take the focus off the train wreck! But how could she get them to move? The hand that held her phone lowered and she sighed, putting the water and then her phone away in her purse before walking up to the statue again to tell the idiot sitting beside it to buzz off. This was her sculpture to mock!

"Hiiii theeeeere~." Freya said in a sickeningly sweet tone, deciding going the route of the sweet young lady who just wished to take a simple little picture for the fun of it would be a better method than forcing whoever her photobomber was to flee like a terrified little mouse. She went all out with this, gripping the handle of her purse with both hands and ducking shyly as she came closer to the stranger, a sweetly apologetic look on her face as she leaned over to try and get their attention. "I'm super sorry to interrupt..whatever it is you're doing..." Ugh. Was she really talking like this? She scowled for just a moment, feeling completely disgusted with her own little act before forcing back the facade of the shy little intruder.