ย ย ย ย on ย semi ย - ย rare ย occasions, will you find ย kylie leaving the solace ย that ย was her ย bedroom. ย when ย it ย didnโt pertain ย to ย work, ย the ย weekly ย grocery ย trip, ย or ย the ย occasional ย trip ย to ย the ย bar, ย it ย was ย likely ย youโd ย find ย her ย lounging ย on her bed with a bag of cheese nips by her side. the likelihood of there being something of horror, or a crime documentary, on the tv being very high. ย not ย often did ย she ย entertain ย the ย idea of watching anything else, except the occasional rom-com here and there. marking this to be one of those semi - rare occasion, kylie moore found herself aimlessly walking the trail in mapleview park. there wasnโt any ย particular ย reason for her to be out here; ย she ย simply ย went ย where ย her ย heart ย ( ย and ย legs ย ) ย carried ย her. ย a carefree soul, she took the chances in life to explore as often as they were presented. the coolness of the autumn breeze sent a small shiver up her spine, igniting the craving for something warm in her stomach. she had been in mapleview for a little over a week, just shy of two weeks. however, even in a small town, kylieโs sense of direction was not a good one. โhey, excuse?โ she warmly called out to the individual walking her way, waving a hand in the air, in hopes to catch their attention before starling them. โyes, hi, hello there! my name is kylie. could you be so kind as to point me in the direction of the nearest cafe?โ