Haizea had spent most of the day yesterday helping to dig people out from the destruction caused by the earthquakes, and the time she wasn't doing that was spent on Four's little gameshow. Her own hotel had been partially collapsed and she'd lost the contents of her room entirely. This didn't really bother her, nothing she'd brought along that she cared about was lost since it was all on her person at the time, but last night when she'd finally been ready to sleep she realized that there wasn't really anywhere to go. Or at least, no where that seemed obvious to her at the time.

And so, in her exhaustion, she'd reverted to some very old habits indeed and just slept on the street, in an alleyway. Sleeping literally anywhere has always been one of her talents. She stumbles out of the alleyway now, just having woken up, and looks like absolute shit. In desperate need of a shower and breakfast, she's thinking to head towards the boardwalk, where there will be public showers for swimmers and cafes for tourists.

Come see her on the way?