Lonely.<br/><br/>That's how Corry would describe her life.<br/><br/>And, had a fire not ruined it for her, she'd be living quite the hermit existence.<br/><br/>As it stood, she was roaming the streets looking for something, anything to catch her eye, something that would work as a shelter, keep her isolated enough to try and keep herself in check. The last thing she needed was the police wondering why she was bouncing from abandoned building to the next with nothing but the few clothes in her pack, and no money or idea to speak of. It would only exacerbate things and put her in a worse position than she already found herself.<br/><br/>The streets, thankfully, weren't too filled with people at this hour. Most were driving in their cars, or busily engaged elsewhere. No one paid much attention to her, and that was what she wanted. Normally, she'd have gone through the motions of skirting through alleyways, hiding behind dumpsters, and staying out of sight as much as possible. But it didn't seem to be an issue here. Since she'd left her old town, and crossed into this one, no one seemed to recognize her, a miracle as she thought that, despite all that had happened, her face would have been plastered on television screens and newspaper articles where she'd been directly involved with the fire.<br/><br/>A small saving grace, but a saving grace nonetheless.<br/><br/>Wandering through the streets at a leisurely pace, her hair tickled her nose as a breeze blew through, whispering through her hair and upsetting it a bit. Brushing it aside, she continued on her walk, ignoring her auburn locks as they sway in the breeze and with each step she took. Converse strapped up tight, her shoes pounded the pavement in a sort of rhythm, matching the stride those few before her had set. From there, her legs extended, unhindered by pants, but rather shorts adorned her. A white tank top covered her torso, only partially visible beneath her plaid button-up.<br/><br/>Stepping into a side alley for a brief moment, she tied her shoe, scoping out the area from over her shoulder as she did so.<br/><br/>Never can be too careful, eh?