Walking around with her duck sitting on her shoulder, Krystal lets out a small hum in satisfaction. Today's weather is pretty nice. It wasn't too hot and humid. She never really liked feeling so sticky, it just makes her take constant showers. "Now, where do you wanna go Donald? I'm pretty bored.." She trails off, looking at the duck at the corner of her eye. The duck just stares at her and lets out a quack. "You're no help. " Realizing people were looking at her weirdly, she lets out a sheepish laugh before clearing her throat and making her way to the nearest bus stop.










