Streams of light filtered through the gaps of the boarded windows of the hideout as the morning sun rose higher in the sky. Dust particals danced around in the air visibly inside the rays of sunshine. The house was left near quite with only the sound of snores from passed put goons and the light rain that hit the tin roof. Two goons sat sprawled out on the couch with mostly empty bottles of beer that covered the coffee table in front of them, another still sat at the table, slouched over with his head and arms draped over it amongst the cards.
Harley rolled over in the bed as her exposed body shivered from the air realizing most of the cover had been removed by a slumbering joker at the other end, she didn't dare try and pull any covers back to her side as she had learned not to do so. For a few moments she layed there and just stared up at the ceiling as she thought on what all she would have to do. The first thing would be get food for the house, then clean up the mess from last night and then she would see if there would be anything else for the day. Slowly she pulled herself into a sitting position onto the bed and slipped on her bunny slippers, she tsked at their condition; one ear was flopped to the side only being held together by a few loose threads. The once soft pink fur was now grunged with random stains splotched across them, their shape showed their age and wear as the seemed to slouch and no longer cushioned her feet as well. It seemed it was overdue for a new pair.
Her teeth chattered as she went to the small dresser and pulled out clothes from the drawer and then began to change. Once she finished she slipped on the pair of sneakers then grabbed the wig that layed on top of the dresser along with a pair of sunglasses and a scarf.
What she wore was enough to keep her disguised for a trip to the store. A simple pair of blue jeans, a pink sweater, a wig with long ebony curls thay cascaded just past her shoulder blades, a scarf for warmth and a pair of sunglasses to hide her eyes. As long as she didn't draw any attention to herself no one would be able to tell who she was. Quietly she went over to his side of the bed, grabbed a wad of cash and keys from the bedside table, stuffed them into her pocket and headed out the door.
Rain continue to pour as she ran outside to the white van that was hidden behind the buildings. The hairs of her wig clung to her face and neck nearly already drenched by the time she climbed inside, once adjusted she switched on the heat, thankful that it still worked unlike the air conditioner. The wheels spun in the puddles as she pulled put of the alleyway and onto the main road.
Streets seemed to be filled with yellow from the abundance of taxis that held people who didn't want to walk in the rain regardless of distance. Which left only a small amount of citizens who still walked with an umbrella or ran with a newspaper to cover their heads. Part of her laughed at them for being trapped in their own mundane and repetitive lives. How could they not know that their lives were meaningless?! They didn't see that life was nothing unless you treated it like what it really was, a joke. It was a fact she learned just a little over two years ago. Yet another part of her seemed to feel something of like regret, it didn't even seem like the man she knew now was the same one she met and fell for in arkham.
The rain had turned into a light drizzle by the time the van pulled up into the stores parking lot, luckily not many others cars where in it which meant the store wouldn't be crowded. With another quick check in the review mirror she adjusted her hair and scarf then hopped put of the van and grabbed a buggy from the lot.
Squeked sounds filled her ears from her wet sneakers as she walked through the isles of the store. The breakfast isle was first, she stocked the buggy full of pop tarts and sugary cereals, being sure to get a variety, that was best since his taste were always changing. Next was the frozen food, since no one cooked it only made sense to get such things. Her eyes scanned the foods as she walked by all the eye catching frozen pizzas and burgers. Stopping to toss a few things in here and there as few people gawked at the crazy woman who didn't seem to notice the food was about to nearly spill over the side of the cart.
The buggy was over packed by the time she rolled it to the check out line in a partial struggle to keep it in a straight line due the broken wheel and the weight causing it to try to veer left constantly.
"Mornin'!" She chirped to the cashier as she unloaded the food. The cashier gave a nod and eyed the food as she scanned it. The contents was anything but healthy aside from a carton of orange juice and a jug of milk everything was processed.
"That will be four hundred, seventy-two dollars and twenty-four cents. Let me guess, you'll be putting that on credit?" The cashier questioned with a look of judgment already quick to make assumptions.
Harley pulled out the wad of cash and counted out the money to her surprise. "Nice guess, but nope. That'll be cash lady. " She retorted in a matter of fact tone. She didn't bother to get the change as she loaded and wheeled the cart back out to the van, she conturted her face mimicking the cashiers words. The nerve of the woman, who was she to make judgements?! The lady worked as a cashier and she was doctor..well, use to be a doctor. Even so, the woman had no right to act like she was below her.
The vans hinges creaked as she opened the back and quickly started to load the whole buggy with the vans ramp, after it was secured in the back with a rope tied through the holes she shut everything back, not in the mood to actually unload the food. Maybe the cashier would get in trouble for it she mused to herself. A few on lookers stopped and stared as she hoped in the front and then sped out of the parking lot which earned her a few more raised brow glances.