[center][h2][color=92278f]Lyra Analise Moore[/color][/h2]
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[sub][color=92278f]Location:[/color] [color=5b6069]Her trailer (#13) -> Huskers[/color][/sub]
[sub][color=92278f]Mentions:[/color] [color=5b6069]N/A[/color][/sub]
[sub][color=92278f]Interacting with:[/color] [color=5b6069]Waylon Shaw (NPC)[/color][/sub]

[center][color=5b6069]Lyra just knew when she woke up that morning that the power was out. Her AC wasn’t running, and she had just got that thing fixed a couple weeks ago. No reason it should be out already. Not to mention her skin was slick with sweat.
 
“Shit,” she muttered as she sat up. No power meant her fridge was out too. Well, there went her sandwiches for the week.

She grabbed her phone off the nightstand as she got up and made her way to her dresser. The screen came to life and right there in her notifications was all the confirmation she needed. A text from Waylon sat at the top of her notifications. [i][color=0072bc]Powers out. No work today.[/color][/i]

Lyra sighed as she pulled open the top drawer and grabbed a lavender V-neck out. No food. No work either. A pair of loose-fitting jean shorts came out of the third drawer. Lyra made her way to the bathroom for a quick shower. The bread was still fine, she mused, but she wasn’t desperate enough to have just bread for a meal. Huskers it was gonna have to be then.

Once she was showered and dressed, Lyra made her way out to the kitchen. She opened the fridge and grimaced. She could already smell that the sliced turkey had gone off. Mayonnaise, lettuce, turkey, cheese, they all flew off the shelf and into the trash can. “What a waste,” Lyra said to herself as she looked at the half full trash can. No helping it though. The power grid in Pines Holler was so old and outdated that just about anything could knock it out.

Lyra grabbed the bag out of the trash can. No way she was going to let that sit and stink up the place. She made a quick knot to tie it shut and brought it with her to the door where she slid her feet into her boots. She’d had them for so long that she could just slide her feet in without having to re-tie them all the time, but they also didn’t fly off her feet.

Once the bag was in the trash bin, Lyra pulled out her phone and shot Waylon a quick text as she started walking towards town. [i][color=92278f]No problem. Gonna be at Huskers. You gonna open if power comes back?[/color][/i] Waylon would know that Lyra actually meant. Should she stay away from the booze in case she had to go into work?

Odds were though that the power would be out all day. Maybe even tomorrow. They never sent people out here in a hurry for the power grid. At least it was a nice day out. Lyra had always loved the way the sunlight peeked through the trees in Pines Holler. It gave the leaves a golden halo. And sure, maybe it was silly, but despite how rough it was living here, the town had a lot of natural beauty. It was one of the few reasons Lyra never regretted her decision to live in Pines Holler. If it wasn’t so damned hot out already and she didn’t need food, Lyra would have made the hike to the falls today. 

Her phone pinged. [i][color=0072bc]Nope. Take care of yourself.[/color][/i] “Take care of yourself,” Lyra read aloud. “More like Waylon-speak for ‘don’t go crazy’.” She knew he meant well. Hell, he cared about her more than just about anyone else seemed to. She was fine though; she could take care of herself.

When Huskers came into view, Lyra could tell that the place was already well on its way to being packed. That’s what happened when you had just about the only reliable source of power in town. Just about the whole town was probably going to be there by noon. Well, here’s to hoping they had a good stock of mozzie sticks with a crowd like this. She was definitely craving some crap fried food right about now.[/color][/center]