(25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS)

The holiday season was good for you, in some ways anyway. People were in the spirit of christmas and giving, which meant that you got a lot more donations in terms of food and cash. So even if it was below freezing- you weren’t starving.

Ups and downs.

Staring at your measly pile of coins and paper money for the day you figure it’s time to retire. Find a nice semi-insulated area and hunker down.

Tomorrow you could afford some cheap breakfast before spending all day begging again at least. Just because people were more sympathetic right now, didn’t mean that you made enough to actually live.

You dragged your feet as you walked, your shoes actually the least disgusting thing on you.

You took good care of them.

Keeping your gaze turned downwards you didn’t notice the short woman infront of you until you crashed right into her. And landed straight onto the icy sidewalk.

“Oh sorry!” The lady exclaims, turning around to help you.

She’s short and stout, a little chubby but kind looking. Green eyes full of sympathy and care, worry lines across her forehead. A motherly figure.