"Swoogle Maps says there's a 24-hour store around the corner," Maura called out to the group, black eyes glued to the datapad. There wasn't a sober one among them, and the padawan was having to take very deliberate steps. If she didn't think about it - or she forgot to - she found herself taking steps off to the side, stumbling a little more than she wanted.
"Oh, score! They've got all sorts of stuff for dyeing hair!" She could feel excitement bubbling up into her slurred words. "I've been dyeing to dye someone else's hair!" Maura paused to giggle. "Get it? Dye-ing?"
"It's right up ahead." She pocketed her datapad and began leading the group toward the neon-lit building. Through the windows, she couldn't see more than one or two people inside. She hurried up, eager to get out of the drizzle too.
tags: @Xorism @LadyRen