Snippet #2485469

Misano woke up in the streets again. She soundlessly sighed upon remembering why she was on the streets. Another night with a drunken father. Misano patted herself on the back for leaving the bastard when she did. Then she shuddered... He would come find her. He always did, promising sweet nothings of "I'll be better this time, I promise". He never did keep any of his promises. Misano then stood up. She had roughly 10 hours to kill before her father starts to look for her, so she may as well have fun. And so Misano walked, wondering to herself just what to do.