For the last three hours, she has been trying to restart her stupid car, the hood still belching out steam and smoke from the inner recesses, its last dying breath seemingly sending a final "Fuck you!" to her. Slammimg the hood down on her car, she curses at the jalopy in front of her as she moves her matted red hair aside. Her blue eyes are red-tinged from frustrated crying, but then she spots a porch light in the distance. The pouring rain has soaked her to the bone, leaving her looking more like a drowned rat that a wet t-shirt contest winner. Shivering in the white t-shirt and green shorts that until now was her last clean set of clothes, she runs up from her broken car to the porch, the only one lit at this time in the night. Fucking shit, I should have put on a coat or something, but fuck that piece of shit car... she says to herself as she reaches the porch.
Hesitating before knocking, she thinks briefly about her poor life choices. Great... random homeless person, broke as fuck, and no bra knocking on a random ass door at night. She shivers. Fuck it. I don't give a shit, but please don't be a fucking serial killer, cause I'll literally do ANYTHING to be dry and warm right now! she says to herself as she pounds on the door, hoping that someone is home. H-hello? Please! Is someone there? she cries out, her teeth chattering from the cold.
Hesitating before knocking, she thinks briefly about her poor life choices. Great... random homeless person, broke as fuck, and no bra knocking on a random ass door at night. She shivers. Fuck it. I don't give a shit, but please don't be a fucking serial killer, cause I'll literally do ANYTHING to be dry and warm right now! she says to herself as she pounds on the door, hoping that someone is home. H-hello? Please! Is someone there? she cries out, her teeth chattering from the cold.