Julie was walking along a side alley not far from there, in her usual outfit, shirt open. A random punk was smoking on a corner, and when he saw her, he smiled at her and commented "Nice boobs, babe!" Julie gave him a dirty look, but inside was smiling. She was used to it, and she loved every dirty, inappropriate comment she got on the streets. As she turned the corner, a rain drop hit her head, and she looked up. It was starting to rain.<br/><br/>Julie did not mind the rain. In fact, as she saw a couple run for cover at a bus stop, as if each rain droplet was made of deadly acid, she couldn't help but giggle. She kept going, unconcerned, until she reached the convenience store. She went in and shook her wet shirt and skirt. She called up to the old man behind the counter "Hey! Bill!" The man frowned at her "You're walking like that again? What did I tell you last time? You're gonna get raped, I tell you! Is that what you want? There's punks out there, especially when it's dark, and when they see you expose yourself like that, you will regret it!" Jessica came up to him and smiled, kissing him on the cheek as her only response.<br/><br/>She went to the beer alley, and picked up a bottle, then went out the door without paying and simply said "Thanks Bill!" She could hear him grumble in the distance as she left. It wasn't exactly stealing, but ever since she saved old Bill from a robbery several years back, she had taken advantage of his gratitude and basically served herself in beer every week.<br/><br/>She came back out into the street, and went under a large sign, free from the rain, waiting for it to stop, opening the bottle and taking a sip.<br/>