~Open~
Kanaya sighed as she sat down on a park bench, glancing into a pocket on her guitar case. A streetlamp flickered overhead as a chilly breeze brushed up against her exposed arms. The past week had been difficult for her, for she had not received enough income for a decent meal or a room for the night. So far through her travels, she had managed to make enough money to afford the luxury of a warm bed every evening. Tonight she was not so lucky.
Reaching into her case, she pulled out a large blanket and a jacket before laying down on the bench - still somewhat warm - facing upward. Using the jacket as a pillow and draping the blanket over her legs, she glanced at the little holes of light in the darkness, making a silent prayer to whomever may be listening for a better audience tomorrow as she began to drift off to sleep.
