It was another typical day for Kavitha. She'd left her home in the silver Toyota Prius (hybrid of course) that her parents had bought her as a graduation gift and parked downtown. In the morning she'd spent some time in one of the local halfway homes working with several of the children there. It always brought a smile to her face just seeing how the children lit up just from knowing that even one person really cared about them.<br/><br/>Though it was chilly out, she walked a few blocks to a local coffee shop and bought a pair of hot coffees and two hot chocolates. Before she left she added in a pastry as well as she'd clean forgotten to eat breakfast. A short walk to the park and she handed out the coffees and one of the hot cocoas to a pair of elderly men engaged in a game of chess, and a homeless man who sat on the grass huddling under a too thin blanket that would do little when winter truly set in.<br/><br/>She broke her pastry in half and gave the unfortunate man one of the pieces, keeping the other for herself. She sat next to him for a short time, talking to him and listening to his tales of his time in Vietnam and how he had never been able to build a life for himself ever since he returned home. Kavitha passed him a card and told him to go to that address where he could find warm clothes, a shower, and some food. It wasn't a permanent solution, but it would be step for him.<br/><br/>Come the afternoon she hopped into her car and stopped by the office briefly to drop off some paperwork and say hello to Katrese, her supervisor. The office was in a rather poor section of town and the facility reflected it. The walls were an ugly grey with the paint peeling in areas, while most of the computers were at least ten years old. Piles of paperwork stacked on desks and reflected just how overworked and understaffed they truly were. She spent a little time chatting amicably with her coworkers, listening to their complaints and subtly reminding them of all the good they did despite the frustrations they faced.<br/><br/>Leaving her office she crossed downtown again to meet with a young woman who had come out as gay to her family and had been kicked out in response. Kavitha had spoken with the family in the meantime, her parents were highly religious and viewed homosexuality as an abomination, while her grandparents were far more open-minded. After making arrangements with child-services and speaking with the girl, she'd managed to place the child with her grandmother, which was where she dropped her off.<br/><br/>After being asked to stay for dinner, which she did, the half pastry and cocoa simply not much to fuel her for an entire day, she realized that it was all ready after dark. Once again she popped into her car and headed north for home.