Aerin sighed, wiping some of the rain from her face as she trudged down the dark Coruscant street. She was drenched, hungry, and exhausted. She barely had enough credits to book passage on a transport. On top of that, Jen had been giving her a massive headache all day. She had nowhere to stay thanks to that witch. After a bit of searching, Aerin managed to find a small sheltered space between two large stacks of crates. She squeezed into it, pulled her knees to her chin, and did her best to sleep.
[member="Nickolas Imura"]
[member="Nickolas Imura"]