The streets, Sunday Evening

[foreignisclassy]

Kylie strolled into town, tired and dingy from spending her Christmas (and all the days after it) in bus stations and hitchhiking. Which should tell you a bit of something, considering that she saw that as the preferable option to where she'd been staying since she'd gotten out of the hospital after fighting the evil slugs from outer space.

But, hey. She'd finally arrived.

She looked around, hefted her backpack onto her good shoulder, and started down the street, wondering where a girl could get a shower and a clean pair of undies, around here.

[ooc: anybody out there? It's open!]