Time seemed to have slipped quickly by, slumber having been met, but not at all restful by any means. There in the depth of Audrey's mind lay one nightmare after another as the scenes of her life played out. It was sometime after five or six that she awoke, eyes barely opening to regard faint details of the room she was in. One might forget just where they were after such a long trip and less than four hours of sleep, Audrey was no different and it would take several more blinks for the clarity to wash over her sleepy mind and senses.<br/><br/>Another half hour would be wasted as she moved to her back, those chocolate curls falling along the pillow beneath in a tangled mess. Fingertips rubbing along delicate lashes as if to remove all signs that she hadn't been sleeping as well as she hoped. Lungs expanded with a deep intake of air only to fall once again with a slow sigh released. "I need a shower. " She spoke to herself, though her bones weren't quite ready to move. Every part of her ached and joints had felt stiff, probably a side effect from the new medication that last doctor she saw prescribed. She'd have no choice but to push through it and so she stumbled out of the bed as she headed for her luggage with a half skidding step.<br/><br/>Toiletries were locked in a zipped bag of their own and pulled from the top. The rest of her clothing would be sifted through lazily before she settled on another pair of jeans and a tee shirt with a varriant of blues. Some called the print ombre, but for her it reminded her of the gradients of the ocean, if one would truly be able to see it laid out like a painting upon a canvas. The bathroom was her next destination, the shower turned on and allowed to warm up before she rid herself of her clothing.  There she'd stand before the mirror, looking over the differences in her body. Audrey had never been regarded as a curvy sensation, but with the medications that she had been on as of late, even she grew concerned of the fact her ribs were beginning to show a little more prominent than she felt they should. Slowly she drew her fingertips along each before a frown formed along her other wise delicate features.  This was going to change, she was determined at that.<br/><br/>The shower would do wonders for her, the warmth of the water washing not only the stink of travels away, but that of her slumber as well. It was a visible change,not just of appearance but of demeanor as well. Audrey held hope for the day, a clean slate could often do that for a troubled soul. She exited the bathroom completely done up, her make up light but just enough to draw out the features of her face and eyes. Hair not dried but pulled up in to a presentable bun of damp dark curls . Her attire had been of a casual nature, though it didn't reveal her shape to openly, the swell of hips would be noticed beneath the weight of the light cotton shirt that hung just over them and tied to one side.  She might not be completely prepared for all the day would throw at her, but she was ready enough to get something to eat and search out possible jobs.<br/><br/>Her hotel room would be left with a locked door and a sign to keep the maids away. Audrey didn't care for the thought that anyone would possibly snoop through her things. Purse slung over her shoulder she'd make her way to the office for the continental meal that often was put out for guests. Most of the time it would be nothing more than a cup of coffee and a stale danish, so when she entered and saw the fresh fruit she was a little shocked. Her choice of the offering would be the apple and instead a cup of hot tea before she moved outside and settled to a bench along the sidewalk. The morning was just beginning and the town was still quite void of activity, but it was a peaceful sort of moment that she would take refuge in.