((Don't mind if I do))
Luke made his way slowly back through the town, now completely sopping wet. <Should have just fished her out with a stick or something, would have saved me the trouble of getting m clothes all soaked in salt water> He grumbled inwardly. He looked behind him to see his dripping clothes had left a long trail of water on the sidewalk behind him. He sighed and turned back around, resuming his walk. <Maybe there's a laundromat near the train station> he mused.
Enticed by the prospect of dry, clean clothes, Luke picked up his pace toward where he thought te train station was located. <Wait... I don't have any money...> he mentally kicked himself for such stupidity. Luke wistfully looked down into his pockets, hoping that by some miracle, money had materialized there. <Nothing... Man, if only I was a magician...> he sighed as he turned out his pockets, finding only lint.
Right as Luke looked back up from his pockets, he ran straight into a girl who was walking down the street. She began to apologize, but :uke saw that he had gotten saltwater all over the front of her shirt and pants. <Shit! Uh... Okay, what should I do?> His thoughts panicked as he held up his hands to indicate he meant no harm, and then truned out his empty pockets and shook his head to show he couldn't pay her for her now dirty clothes.
(He has a handkerchief tied around the lower half of his face, and is barely able to talk, in case you didn't read the character bio )