Johanna was glowering at the side of one of the tents, the sheet she'd been left draped loosely around her slender frame. Like she knew how she was suppose to wear it and the one person who had attempted to help her with it at the temple had stumbled off with a black eye and a busted lip.

She shook her head and with a suspicious look around, she slowly made her way towards the alcohol. She needed it and a lot of it. She hadn't gone very far when she felt someone bump right into her. Her lips pressed together in annoyance and she was quickly slapping the man's hands away from her.

"No shit. Maybe you should try doing that."