Snippet #2233413

In the direction that led out from the city, Addy walked. Harris made a noise that was a mix between a satisfied chirp and a purr. As Addy finished off her cigarette, she threw it on the ground and stepped over it. There was no need to be discreet now that no one was here, so who cared about cigarette butts laying on the ground? "Damn," she cursed as she looked into her empty pack. She was out. Yet there were plenty more packs in her secret hideout and in convenient stores. Not many people took the cigarettes. Most decide that in their last years, they would vow to live healthy. Addy scoffed at them. What did it matter anymore.
After a couple blocks, more untamed bushes and trees showed. Harris grew restless. Addy threw him in the air which, as weird as it may sound, was a favorite past time of the mutant. The mutant spread its wings and did a little dive before flapping and flying out into the night sky. Addy knew that in a few hours' time, she'd have a dinner cooking from whatever Harris brought to her. If he didn't bring anything, there was always the sewer rats, as well as the mutant rodents that could be found crawling in the streets. In her sack, she carried many things including materials to build and start a fire and at least one pan that she used for every meal. As she continued walking and Harris continued flying, Addy heard an excited, "yes" and a whistle from the park up ahead. If Harris were at her side, she would have given him a look as if to say, "go scout it out."
She strained her ears to hear footsteps or any sort of movement. When she finally traced the direction, she followed it until she saw figures. Two, maybe three? It was hard to tell with all the trees. "Hello?" She called out. She didn't know why she had called...something in the pit of her stomach had said to do it. She was curious, and to be quite frankly, she was bored.