Moe yawned, leaning back in the chair she was sat in, staring ar her screen. Clicking a few more things and powering the computer down, the girl nodded as she finished for the day, having no more clients needi g things. Pushing the chair back, she wheeled into the kitchen, even though it was down the hall and around the corner. Quickly and effectivly using her portals, she made a sandwich without standing up or moving the chair. Once done and the items used away, she used one last portal to wheel herself into the living room, gripping the television remote on the way by. She paused as a wave of warmth passed through her unexpectedly, leaving her skin tingling. She glanced to where the remote had been, a ray of light across the table. 
"I was doing well today. She mumbled, flipping on the television and leaving it on white noise, liking the sound of the static. It wasn't long before she finished her meal, standing up back into the litchen with the help of portals, dropping the dish into the sink. She stood for a while longer, moving to the window to gaze straight down at the people eating at the resturaunt under her appartment. Her eyes seemed drawn to two particular people, a man and a woman, sitting outside. The man had just had a chair kicked towards him to sit in. Losing her train of thought, Moe moved away, pulling on a sweater as she went by, heading to the fire escape. It was easier to use it rather than the actual front door, and it lead to an alley, instead of the back parking lot. On the street, she glanced back towards the cafe goers, before moving in the opposite direction, headed for a general store that stocked forken foods, including Australian snack foods. She enjoyed the american sweets, but they were almost too sweet for her, as she was raised eith dried meats and salted penuts as treats. Moe grinned, remembering back to the outback that was her home. It hadn't changed much in fifty years, and horses were still more common than cars, although motorized scooters were befoming more popular too.