"Jesus fuckin' Christ." Luna muttered to herself, stepping out of the shower. She dried herself quickly and dressed herself in a black tank top, blue jeans, black steel toes. After she got her clothes on she brushed her hair back and pulled it into a taut ponytail. After her morning readiness ritual was complete she grabbed her wallet and slid it into her pocket and grabbed her jacket, tossing it over her right shoulder, then she left the bathroom and headed down to the porch. "What happened now?" she asked, having missed the whole ordeal.