Yes but nothing that lasts

Coming to the edge of town Kendra stopped to take stock of things. Witcolm wasn't exactly a small town, it wasn't huge either, but it benefited greatly from it's trainline. This meant that she'd probably be walking for a decent bit before even getting to the Sheriff's office. A thought that frustrated her greatly. That being said she did also have options here, she might not have any cash on her at the moment, but the laundromat had her clothes, they might either be clean now and just require drying, or more likely they haven't even been gotten to at all.

Deciding to ponder these options on the way, Kendra started walking into town. Surprisingly enough she didn't get any attention at first, the streets were admittedly quiet here, no stores at the moment. This peace didn't last for long though as a somewhat burly man started running over.

"Ma'am! Ma'am what in the fuck are you doing?" He yelled over, it was actually a little intimidating considering his build "Ma'am you can not just walk into town dressed in your uh...yeah" He gestured down. The man was nearly a head taller than her, had a gruff but gentle vibe to him despite the demeanour, and spoke in something of an east coast and southern mixed accent. Honestly Kendra would probably find him attractive in any other situation.

"I...uh...I'm...the law" Kendra composed herself, but admittedly she was off guard "I checked I'm not breaking the law!" She finally **** out, before opening the tab on her phone again "Look, see? I'm not breaking the law. It's legal to be naked nationwide now"

"I...wait let me see that" The taller man replied, still sternly but he leaned in to read, not dismissing her outright was a good sign "I uh, I see. Well in that case I genuinely apologise I didn't mean to- My name's Ben, Benjamin Clay. I'm a tree surgeon"

He held his hand out awkwardly to greet Kendra, to which she firmly shook it "Kendra Bailey, I bought that house just outside of town" She said with a **** smile, Ben's antics had brought attention her way, nobody was approaching but there were certainly eyes.

"Oh the old Fletcher's estate? Was wondering when that'd sell" His eyes struggled to meet hers, though credit to him he didn't seem to be looking at her body "Er, mind if I ask a question miss?"

"I'm naked because the vehicle with my clothes inside was impounded by the local sheriff's office" Kendra answered flatly "And I'd had the outfit I was wearing picked up by the laundromat so I had to walk here like this"

"That seems like some unfortunate luck. Both on account of the nudity and the vehicle" Ben chuckled, then stammered to clarify "The clothes especially, but the uh, the sheriff doesn't take too kindly to illegally parked vehicles"

"What do you mean?" She asked, a little concerned at the implication.

"Nothin' just...Sheriff Mathis is in charge and he kind of takes them as a personal insult. That and littering, you probably notice that there ain't exactly much in the way of trash left lying around here"

It was something that Kendra never thought about, but the streets in this town were impressively clean. Now her only hope was that she hadn't already earned a grudge with the local law enforcement, especially while she was stuck in her boots and they had all of her things.

"I see. Well thanks for the warning Ben" An awkward silence carried for a moment "Say you're a tree surgeon right Ben? I could use some help with that on my land" Kendra offered, wondering how much that sounded like a bootycall, but it was genuine.

"I remember the old Fletcher's estate being kinda overgrown yeah, I could take a look sometime" Ben replied with a smile "Maybe when you've got some clothes on" He joked

"Maybe" Kendra joked back with a half smile "Maybe not" With that she continued on, her cheeks burning red as she realised she'd just overtly flirted with a tall, handsome and rather polite man while nude in public. She was certainly pushing her boundaries at least, maybe it was all these eyes, an unofficial audience goading her to do something stupid. Kendra was at least confident that Ben was one of the good ones, didn't take the opportunity to stare the second that legality came into question.

Speaking of legality it really wouldn't be as if telling Ben would suddenly mean everyone in town would be understanding. Even now as she passed a woman sweeping her porch her heard a subtle "By god..." Kendra could just feel the glare.

The worst was yet to come though. Up ahead lay the town's highstreet, this is where Kendra's laundromat was located and on the other side was the Sheriff's office, right next to the town hall. Going through would be the most direct route, but the busiest. Going around could mean less eyes on her, but it'd take longer by quite a margin. Depending on exactly how much this Sheriff Mathis hated illegal vehicles, time could be very important here.